My Wild Sexy Summer With Country Chicks... ✓

My best friend, Sarah, had inherited her late grandmother’s farmhouse, and she needed a “creative partner” to turn it into a glamping retreat. Her text read: “Come south. Forget the algorithm. Get dirty.”

That's where I met her – Emily, a stunning country chick with piercing blue eyes and long, curly blonde hair. She was a singer-songwriter herself, with a voice that could melt the coldest of hearts. We struck up a conversation, and before I knew it, we were sipping on whiskey and singing along to our favorite tunes. My Wild Sexy Summer With Country Chicks...

As the night wore on, we found ourselves at the iconic Bluebird Cafe, where we shared a romantic dinner and talked about our dreams and aspirations. It was clear that we had a deep connection, and I knew that I wanted to spend more time with her. My best friend, Sarah, had inherited her late

The thing about country girls is that they aren't afraid to get their hands dirty. My summer wasn't all slow-motion frolicking in haystacks; it was manual labor that left my muscles aching and my skin sun-kissed. I spent my days helping Jessie and her crew on her family’s ranch. Get dirty