No Uniform, No Orders

Callum Shaw came home from the war with one hand, half his hearing, and no idea how to be a person. The family orchard was supposed to be an empty house to rot in. Instead there's Wren Abara in the packing house at four in the morning, running his inheritance like a forward operating base and calling him the groundskeeper. He should tell her who he is. He doesn't. Because for the first time in eleven years, no one is giving him orders, and he wants to find out what he is without them. But the orchard is three weeks from foreclosure, a developer is circling, and Wren is about to find out she's been sleeping with the landlord. A slow-burn billionaire military romance about a broken soldier, a stubborn farmer, and the land neither of them will surrender.