Crossroads (Haven River Ranch, #1)

by Devney Perry

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

“I heard she’s a real bitch.” “Watch your fucking mouth,” I snapped, pointing at his nose. “Only warning I’ll give you. You do not talk about her like that.”

I loved her. I fucking loved that woman. I’d loved her my whole damn life.

“I want everyone to know you’re mine. Employees. Guests. Anyone who sets foot on this ranch. We were a secret for too long, baby. I’m not hiding this anymore.”

I shut off my ears. Today, if I listened, I would cry. I couldn’t cry. If I cried, I’d scream. If I screamed, I’d rage. I’d fill this meadow with so much pain that the grasses would wither. The flowers would rot. The trees would break.

“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 bought it for you. I came for you. I have loved you since I was eight years old.”

“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.”