Breathe for Me (The Langston Brothers Duet #1)

by Brittany Ann

“Never judge a cowboy for his sins, sweetheart. Ask who wronged him first.”

“You don’t touch my woman. You don’t look at my woman. You don’t think about her green eyes. You don’t think about her pretty hair. You don’t think about her enchanting face.”

“Baby, close those eyes for me.” “Den—” “Close ‘em, baby,” I demanded gently. When she did, I fired my gun, staring at her as I did it. She let out a yelp with each shot.

My name left my dark cowboy’s lips, and I thanked the heavens that I was leaning against the counter, or I would have fallen to my knees in a puddle.

“You leave me, so help me God, baby, I will hunt you down,” he clipped. “I will find you and take my anger out on that perfect, round ass of yours. You won’t be able to walk for a fucking month.”

“You wanna be a good girl for me? Hm?” he hissed. “Yes!” I cried, nearly there. “Then fucking come on your cowboy’s hand. Soak it.”

“Love ain’t meant for cowboys. Because when a cowboy falls in love, not even the fires of hell could stop him from being with her.”

“Breathe for me, Valerie. Breathe for me and never stop,” I cried, shaking her body. “Breathe for me because I’m breathing for you.”