Boots at the Beach by Daisy Gold

A protective cowboy meets a jilted bride.

Atticus:
This trip was the last thing I wanted for my fortieth birthday.
And flying to the beach in a tin-can airplane ain’t my idea of a good time.
At least it wasn’t before Lark walked in.
She’s the most beautiful mess I’ve ever seen—sweet, kind, curvy, and…
on her honeymoon.
All alone
Lark claims she’s going to Pole Island to “figure out her flaws.”
Doesn’t take me long to realize this woman doesn’t have any,
Still, I should kiss her gorgeous face goodbye the minute we land.
But I just can’t seem to let her go.

Lark:
Six months ago, my fiancé went out to grab a pizza and never came home.
All I got out of that relationship was a breakup note, a non-refundable honeymoon, and the realization that he was right… We didn’t belong together.
I’m going to Pole Island to puzzle out how I almost married a man I didn’t love.
Self-examination is a painful, lonely business.
At least the cowboy on the plane makes it bearable.
Atticus is the strongest, hunkiest, most protective man I’ve ever met.
He’s also the most uptight.
He needs this vacation desperately.
He doesn’t need my emotional mess.
I should just kiss his handsome lips goodbye the second we land.
Instead, I think I might show him the time of his life… As long as we both promise not to fall in love.