Travis' Tavern: Findlay Farms

By Elsie James

A single mom, bad boy, enemies to lovers, redemption, rancher romance
Findlay Farms Bonus Book: Travis' Tavern

She's a single mom on a mission to change the future. He's a former bad boy who can't outrun his past. When she walks into his honkey tonk with an agenda to shut the place down, she ends up opening his heart instead. Can he convince her that he is the man she needs or are her boots made for walking?

Welcome to Findlay Farms. For the ranchers, it's work until the sun goes down, and love until the cows come home. Findlay Farms is a collection of steamy romances with curvy women and the hard-working rancher heroes who fall for them. As always, this collection promises no cheating, no cliffhangers, and a happily ever after.

The Findlay Farm Collection by Elsie James

• The Inn
• Haystack
• Longhorn
• Pasture
• Bonus Book: Travis' Tavern

Read this series if you're ready to escape reality, fall in love on a farm, and laugh along the way.
Grab your cowboy boots and fall in love tonight!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elsie James
• Release date: May 10, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224743865

Book preview

CHAPTER 1

PROLOGUE: TRAVIS

You think I should take another go at polishing the floors? I step back and take in the sheen on the old oak boards. This tavern, with its wooden walls and scuffed floors, still polishes up like a gem.

Damn Travis, I can see my reflection in them already. Why are you so worried anyway? This isn’t the first time the Tavern is going to be on TV. My brother Trent shakes his head at me with a chuckle.

Shut up, I’m not worried. But it is the 100th anniversary of Founders Day. That means something to me. So yes, I’m gonna polish these old floors as many times as I want. This day should mean something to you too.

I get it, I get it. I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t give you a hard time. Trent steps behind the bar and pours two drafts, sliding one over to me. Let me finish up in here for you. That way you can worry about getting the prairies taken care of out back. You know they’re gonna have those cameras in every corner of this place.

Yeah, I’ll get to work out there. Thanks, man.

I glance out through the windows. It’s an honor to be the owner of what’s become the home base for the Findlay community. My tavern is built on proper farmland with sprawling pastures full of wildflowers and massive oak trees with branches that beg to be sat under.

A lifetime ago when Mr. Marshall passed and I somehow acquired this place, I thought it could be a family home. I poured my heart and soul into renovating it only to end up pouring drinks here instead., I put my time into building the best damn honkey tonk in town. I’ve seen this place grow from a dilapidated shell that no one wanted to the buzzing hub it is now and at every stage in between.

Travis’ Tavern is my whole life and it’s a good thing too. I’ve got more than enough to take care of out here. I can’t imagine splitting my time between this palace and a family. Since Trent got married, he’s found a balance, but even though he and I are twins, we’ve always been different in that way. Truth is I missed my opportunity to have a family and I don’t deserve a second one.

But life’s funny that way, a family has gathered here anyway. These walls have seen weddings, reunions, and bar fights that would make your head spin. But for all these walls have seen, it’s nothing compared to what they’ve heard. Every piece of wood in here echoes the whispers of this town’s worst-kept secrets.

Okay, I’m heading out. I make my way into the back room and change my shoes in preparation for the mud I’m about to encounter. This clay soil ain’t for the faint of heart.

Trent steps into the backroom behind me, plopping a stack of mail onto the desk. "You’ve got to