Alive and Wells (Wells Ranch, #1)

by Bailey Hannah

I don’t know if he’s thinking about kissing me, but I do know I want him to be thinking about it.

We’re outlaws eating stolen cake

I’m searching for the right words—something that will lead to kissing her.

“You’re here right now—alive and well on my ranch. I care a heck of a lot more about you being comfortable than their spirits potentially getting riled up over some silly flowers.”

She needs to be held and I’m consumed with an endless need to hold her.

Although I’ve known him for two months, it feels like I’ve been waiting my whole life for him to kiss me. It’s raw and uninhibited and pure fucking bliss.

I’d be so good to you.

He looks at you like you painted the night sky.”

Fuck. I think I’m in love with her.

“You’re all I want to look at. Only you.”

this,”—my finger circles between us—“thing that’s happening with us is worth it. You’re worth it.”

“You’re already mine and I’m yours,” she whispers back. “Yours.”

She is everything.

whether you’re in my life for a few months or fifty years, it’ll never be enough for me. So, fuck it, I’ll love you for as long as you’re here.

The ranch is my home. You are my home. There’s nowhere else I would rather be

You’re worthy of having somebody stay, and I want to be that person. I’m not leaving you. Not today, tomorrow, or next year. Not ever. In fifty years, you can die before me so you never need to feel abandoned again.”

You’re it for me,

“By the way, this is serious, right? You and me? I don’t want there to be any confusion this time.” “It’s serious. And I seriously love you.”

My place, my home, my love.

I know I have a bad habit of rushing into things, but I swear I’m going to marry this man.

“Darlin’, you were made for me. You’ve always been mine and you always will be.”

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