![]() ![]() Nothing has ever felt so right, but his past has taught him not to believe in happily ever after, and every perfect night I spend in his arms brings us closer to goodbye. And once we give into each other, we can’t stop. That’s not the only big thing he’s got–which I discover the night I finally sneak across the hall to his bedroom and shed my inhibitions right alongside my pajamas. I only returned to my hometown of Bellamy Creek to sell my late mother’s house, and he just invited me and my son to stay with him because he’s got a big heart. But I’m a single mom trying to move on with my life, and he’s running that ranch single-handedly while taking care of his elderly father. And who wouldn’t appreciate those strong hands, that massive chest, and the way he fills out a pair of Levis? He makes a girl sweat just looking at him. Yes, I’ve had a secret crush on him since we were seventeen. Sure, he’s a hot cowboy who left Wall Street behind to take over his family’s ranch. That’s all Beckett Weaver and I have ever been. ![]()
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