Swift and Saddled (Rebel Blue Ranch, #2)

by Lyla Sage

Derail my day? I’d drive my truck off a cliff if it meant that I got a few moments alone with her, but she didn’t need to know that.

“I see you, Ada. I always see you, even when you won’t look at me.”

“That was my ex-husband,” she whispered. Okay, well, fuck that guy, I thought.