Lassoed into Love — Rachael Eliker

It isn't easy being adored by the hunky Hollywood bachelor who's my new neighbor.Okay, sure, that part might be easy. But, I never asked for the celebrity next door to keep coming around, offering to help me on my farm. He can keep his winning smiles to himself and quit trying to make me laugh, because there's one little problem:We were best friends once, and he doesn't even remember.Now he's shoveling things I don't want to shovel and working shirtless under the hot sun while I'm very much not looking. Though he's kind and funny and everything I've ever wanted, I keep reminding myself that I can make this farming thing work without Mr. Amazing Abs.Alright, I admit it. I looked! (He's Parker Bingham. You'd look too).I can't pretend anymore. Not while I'm in danger of falling harder than ever. He's already forgotten me once, but I eventually recovered. Mostly. This time? Being forgotten could shatter me completely.So now I have a choice to make. Should I give the guy a second chance or protect my heart and kick him to the curb for good?