In this Silver Creek Romance from New York Times bestselling author Maisey Yates, former rodeo star Cade Mitchell may never ride again, but there are still a few things he can do—like care for the woman he loves. Amber Jameson has always thought of her best friend Cade as an older brother. A really hot older brother. But growing up in foster care, she learned to rely only on herself. As much as she likes stealing glances at Cade’s chiseled jaw and painted-on jeans, she resents the way he swoops in like a superhero to fix things for her. When former rodeo rival Jim Davis starts harassing Amber to sell her grandfather’s failing ranch, Cade swoops in once again. To send Jim on his way, Cade pretends to be Amber’s boyfriend, moving in to help fix the place up. With her grandfather behind the idea, Amber and Cade have to keep the charade going—whether she likes it or not. But as their make-believe romance starts to heat up, maybe Cade and Amber will learn to admit that they both could use a little saving.... “Steamy....complete with secrets, anger, intrigue, and love.”— Publishers Weekly Praise for UNBROKEN “Steamy....Yates plops believable characters into awkward situations and constructs a solid family dynamic, complete with secrets, anger, intrigue, and love.”—Publisher’s Weekly “Fraught with heavy doses of sexual tension and hot times between the sheets, Unbroken tells a story of long-brewing love finally realized. The clever dialogue and steamy encounters make Unbroken a real page-turner.”—RT Book Reviews “ Unbroken is the perfect example of a good friends-to-lovers story....It was steamy, funny, endearing and I definitely recommend it.”—The Bookish Babe “If you enjoy contemporary romance that’s sometimes funny, sometimes sweet, but always genuine, you should be reading this series.”—Red Hot Books Praise for the Silver Creek series “Enjoyable characters with great emotional depth, witty dialogue, and steamy love scenes.”—Ramblings From This Chick “Delicious…Lots of fun.”—Smart Bitches, Trashy Books “I look forward to reading the next installment…Humor, tension, [and] smexy-times.”—The Book Pushers Maisey Yates  is a USA Today bestselling author who divides her time between dark, passionate category romances set just about everywhere on earth, and light, sexy contemporary romances set practically in her backyard. She has written many romances for Harlequin, including The Couple Who Fooled the World , as well as the Silver Creek Romances ( Unbuttoned , Unexpected , Untouched and Rekindled ) for InterMix. She lives in rural Oregon with her three children and her husband, whose chiseled jaw and arresting features continue to make her swoon. CHAPTER “It’s bad form to get drunk at your sister’s wedding, right?” “Since when has that ever stopped you, Cade?” Amber Jameson leaned back in the folding chair and then checked to make sure the little purple bow tied to the back hadn’t fallen off and onto the grass. She’d spent too many damn hours tying those things on yesterday. They were finicky. Finicky flipping ribbons. Almost as finicky as the bride, who, while cute as a button under normal circumstances, had had a bridezilla flare-up while they’d been decorating yesterday, turning Elk Haven Stables into a country-fairy-princess dream, and had gone around micromanaging said ribbon-tying. And placement. She’d demanded ribbon curls in lengths that were impossible for mere mortals to achieve. If Lark weren’t the little sister Amber had always wanted, she would never have gone along with all of it. Not without attacking her with the scissors she was using to curl ribbons, at least. But then, Lark’s life had been short on frills, being that she had been raised by two brothers and a dad. So Amber supposed she was entitled. But then, Amber’s life had been short on this kind of thing too, and she didn’t feel at all yearny for it. Nope. Marriage and men and bleah. Not her thing. Not these days. “It doesn’t usually,” Cade said, leaning back in his chair so that they were sitting at the same angle. “But I thought, since this is for Lark, maybe I should behave.” She looked at her friend’s profile. Strong, handsome. Square jaw, roughened with dark stubble. Brown eyes that always had a glint of naughty in them. And today, he was wearing a suit jacket and a tie, along with a black cowboy hat. Damn, damn, damn, he was fine. Sometimes it hit her, like a shit-ton of bricks, that her best friend was the best-looking guy in a five-hundred-mile radius. Or possibly the world. And it made her feel . . . things she didn’t want to feel. Then he turned to face her head-on and offered her his very best smart-ass Cade smile, and the moment faded out as soon as it hit. Like driving on one of Silver Creek’s fir-lined highways and seeing a sunbeam peek through the trees. A brilliant shaft of light that colored the world gold for just a moment before racing back behind the dark green branches. Just a glimpse; an