I should have questioned Grant’s use of the word pony, but I was putty in his arms as he two-stepped us around the Lone Star’s dance floor. Silly me. I thought he was talking about small equines. He wasn’t. After seeing his ranch, or should I say Pony Camp, I know one thing for sure. I’m not cut out to train ponies. I want to be a pony. I want to be Grant’s pony. If he’ll have me. ~ Shelby
USA Today Bestselling Author Roz Lee is a displaced Texan who lives in New Jersey with her husband of over four decades and Bud, an overly large rescue dog who demands regular romps in the woods no matter how busy his parents are.
The mom of two daughters and grandma to the cutest baby boy ever, Roz collects Depression glass and teacups with rose patterns. Her favorite food is Tex-Mex, and she’s never met a piece of chocolate she didn’t like.
When Roz isn’t writing, she’s reading or traipsing around the country on one adventure or another. Warning—she brakes for antique stores!