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“My name is Harmony,” she said softly. Of course, it was. She was the song running through my head for months, over and over, like a broken record. I couldn’t get enough.
“You needed me, and I came, baby. I’ll always come. Don’t give a fuck who I gotta go through. You call, I come.”
“I’m poison to cowboys, Mason.” He shook his head again, his throat bobbing. “How can you be poison when you’re my cure?” he asked.

