It's Friday night, and hardworking cowboys and ranchers from all around Fort Worth come to The Lone Star for a cold brew and someone warm to dance with. Lucky for them, one table is always reserved for Bailey Rose and her friends, who come there to unwind and maybe to get wound up by a good-looking guy with a big smile and a bigger rodeo buckle.

My life as a lawyer leaves little time for a personal life. I divide what time I have between two places, the ranch where I board my horse, Pollack, and the Lone Star Honky-Tonk because I can ogle Troy Campbell both places. Troy is a well-respected horse trainer, and I won't lie, I'd let him train me anytime, anywhere. ~ Caroline