Blurb

Surrounded by hunky cowboys in Las Vegas, what’s a girl supposed to do—other than lose her professional composure?

Advertising executive Paige Porter arrives at the NFR on a mission: find a cowboy with perfect… genes. (Okay, okay—jeans too.) She needs the ideal model for her client’s new western clothing line, and after stealth-stalking hundreds of Wranglers, she finally spots the cowboy with the most spectacular back pockets on the premises. Before she can close the deal, he vanishes into the crowd—leaving her with nothing but a blurry photo and a rodeo clown who keeps popping up like a bad punchline.

Cooper James lives to make people laugh—preferably by embarrassing himself, occasionally by embarrassing others, and absolutely by embarrassing tightly wound ad executives with cowboy-model wish lists. As a rodeo clown and barrelman, he thrives on chaos… especially when he realizes the mysterious “perfect backside” Paige is hunting for belongs to someone he knows extremely well.

He’s not confessing that little detail. Not yet. Watching her hunt is way too entertaining.

What follows is a whirlwind of laughter, holiday sparkle, cowboy charm, and one very determined woman who may finally discover that the right man isn’t always the one with the perfect jeans… but the one who can make her laugh right out of them—er, out of her stress.

A sweet, funny, feel-good western romance guaranteed to deliver grins and good cheer.