Before the Sunset (Cottonwood Cove, #4)

by Laura Pavlov

“You call. I come. And vice versa.”

Reese Murphy had always smelled like home.

His baseball cap was turned backward on his head, and his smile was like sunshine on a cloudy day.

I don’t fucking leave, Miney. I’m not the one trying to make you into someone you’re not. I’ve always known who you are.”

I have loved you since my earliest memory, and I will love you for as long as I’m on this earth.”