Swift and Saddled (Rebel Blue Ranch, #2)

by Lyla Sage

“Tell me more about these hot cowboys,” Weston said, leaning on the workbench in an annoyingly cocky and attractive way. “Anyone specific?” He crossed his arms over his broad chest, and even out of the corner of my eye, I could see those godforsaken dimples on full display. “Your dad,” I quipped

“You’re the moon,” he said. “And I’m the tides. You pull me in without even trying, and I come to you willingly. I always will.”