Hunting Romance

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Warning:</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>No animals alpha males or fragile egos were harmed in the making of this book. (They injured themselves. Repeatedly.)</em></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Davis did not sign up to share her late uncle's sprawling estate with a man who thinks plant-based is a contagious disease.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Jamie a hunting guide with more confidence than common sense definitely didn't expect to spend a year living with a woman who lectures him on a chicken's emotional wellbeing like it's her side hustle. But Uncle Anthony's will has rules. Petty meddling posthumously chaotic rules: Jamie must eat everything Davis cooks and Davis must attend every hunt Jamie drags her to.</span></p><p></p><p><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It's a match made in ethically sourced disaster.</em></p>