Done and Dusted (Rebel Blue Ranch, #1)

by Lyla Sage

We got to just exist in each other’s orbit–without a deadline on our time–for the first time since I was eighteen.

“What are you doing here?” I asked. “It’s eighty-thirty. I’ve been waiting at the stables for you for an hour.” Oh shit. Had I really slept through all of my alarms? “And I’ve been knocking for ten minutes. I was about to barge in just to make sure you weren’t dead.”

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I always joke that Luke is Tim Riggins if he grew up, washed his hair, and got a savings account.