Done and Dusted (Rebel Blue Ranch, #1)

by Lyla Sage

There was nothing like the feeling of familiarity that only being around people you love can provide,

“You didn’t ask me why I came home.” “I don’t care why you’re here, only that you are.”

Grieving someone you never really knew is hard and confusing.”

But it galled me that he was right and that he’d called me out on it. I was a sulker. It was just easier for me to retreat into my head than anything else. It was the path of least resistance—at least for a while.

“You’re not going to hound me about why I’m giving up my career or tell me I’m making a mistake?” “No,” he said. “Honestly, I’m curious about it, but the only person who needs to feel good about your decision is you,

I wondered what was worse for him; worrying about me when I wasn’t here or worrying about me when I was right in front of him but out of reach.

It was hard to miss someone you never knew, but I still missed the idea of her.

It was hard to feel good enough when you never celebrated what you’d achieved.

“She asked for you.” Teddy shrugged. “Emmy never asks for anything. She just puts her head down and deals with things in the only way she knows how, by kicking shit around in her own brain. But she asked for you.”

like, what were my lips even for if not kissing the hell out of this man?

Swoon