Crossroads (Haven River Ranch, #1)

by Devney Perry

It had always been like this. No matter how much time had passed, all it would take was a look. The years would fast-forward, shortening, disappearing until we were right back where we’d left off.

Collisions on crossroads. West and I were nothing but collisions on crossroads.

He had a life. This was his life. And I was not a part of it. I had never been a part of it. West had always meant more to me than I did to him. The relationship between us was . . . nothing. We had no relationship.

When Indya Keller was in Montana, she was mine.

I’d loved West Haven for what felt like my entire life. Even though I’d never said the words. Even though I’d never made him a promise. Even though I’d married another man. West was mine. Even though he wasn’t.

Because every year, more and more of my heart seemed to linger in Montana, long after our vacations ended.

“Maybe more land too. I might rename the place someday.” “Really? What would you call it?” “Haven Ranch. Haven River. I don’t know. Something along those lines.”

“Will you still want me if I’m a crying girl?” I sniffled. West ran his thumb across my bottom lip. “My girl can cry whenever the fuck she wants.”

“I have loved you since I was ten. Since you left a paper airplane and flowers in my fort. I love you. I have always loved you.”