After the Storm (Cottonwood Cove, #5)

by Laura Pavlov

“Well, if memory serves, the cowboy only came to life for his wild raven.”

“She got a tattoo on her wrist. This little raven. She said it was just something special she wanted. But years later, during one of our heated fights, she admitted Raven was a nickname that you’d given her. That it was a reminder of a time when she was actually happy.” He sipped his wine. “How do I compete with that?”

Gracie’s hands flew to her mouth. “Oh. Daddy’s not happy about you telling me that horses are your first love. That must be a secret, too. Daddy said it’s a secret that he loves you and me and that we are in his heart. You can’t talk about that at work, Presley.” This just went from bad to fucked-up in a matter of seconds.

Because why not? They’d invited my ex-girlfriend to dinner, so what’s the difference if a pig and a dog join us, too? It’ll be one big fucked-up evening.