“I told you not to move.”
She whirled around to find herself face to face with a giant. A blonde Adonis in boots and overalls.
The tall, broad-shouldered man climbed down from his tractor and strolled toward her, dragging a heavy chain behind him.
Mel drew in a sharp breath as the man neared, glaring down at her from under the brim of a slightly crumpled straw cowboy hat, his eyes the color of the deepest part of the Caribbean. “Oh, my...”