After the Storm (Cottonwood Cove, #5)

by Laura Pavlov

I’d given up on finding love a long time ago. I’d found it once, and it had burned me bad enough to never want to go there again.

“Cage had a child with another woman. He’s the one who made things final.”

We hadn’t been together for months when I found out Cage was having a child with another woman. Time had never been on our side. But I always thought, always believed, he’d be my end game. But he went and had a baby with someone else, and I knew in my heart we were done. So, I’d made things final for myself, as well.

Presley? That’s your friend who shares your heart with me, right, Daddy? Her name is inked right by my name. We have the same birthday. We’re your two girls?”

If you love someone the way you claim to love her, and you’re lucky enough to call her yours, you keep your dick in your pants.”

Um hypocrite

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.”

We all laughed, and Georgia told us how Maddox refused to come to Cottonwood Café because he felt like he was being violated.

Maybe bc he is??

Money certainly didn’t fix loneliness either.

Without warning, she spun around quickly, and her leg came up in a high kick, aiming for what looked to be his head, but he was too fast. He caught her by the ankle and then somehow managed to spin her around, with her back to his chest, as he wrapped both arms around her body, holding her still. “Let me take care of you, Minx,” he whispered, but we all heard him. I didn’t miss the way Presley sighed beside me. “I can’t live in a world that you aren’t in. Can you give me this win?”

“Because I already met the love of my life. I don’t know if there’s a second chance at that, you know? But I can tell you this much, Cage,” he said, clearing his throat. “If I had a chance to spend one more minute with Beth in this lifetime, I would move fucking mountains to make it happen. Life is short, son. Don’t waste it trying to do the right thing for everyone else. Because who even knows what that is?”

“I’d wait a lifetime for you.” His hand found the side of my neck, and my gaze locked with his. “In some ways, I feel like I have.”

Thats bullshit