Done and Dusted (Rebel Blue Ranch, #1)

by Lyla Sage

When I made the decision this morning to pack up my apartment, break up with my boyfriend using a Post-it note on the fridge, and leave the barrel racing circuit, I drove 300 miles straight to her house in our small hometown.

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“And your family is my family, Emmy, so even if you weren’t in my bar, you would be my business. You’ve always been my business, and you’ll always be my business.”

“What the hell is in here?” I asked, setting the box on the ground inside the doorway. “Rocks?” Emmy let the slightest hint of a smile slip, and I felt like I’d won the lottery. What the hell was happening to me? “Close,” she said. “Books. Have you ever read one?” “Funny.”

When it came to Emmy, I was playing with fire, but I would happily walk into the flames for her. And I’d have a smile on my face the whole damn time.