Sunlight (Haven River Ranch, #2)

by Devney Perry

Men who looked like Jax Haven were always attached to beautiful women.

“These shoes aren’t snow appropriate.” “I won’t let you fall.”

It was unsettling how often I searched for him throughout the night. It was unsettling how often his blue gaze was waiting.

“I’m going to make you fall in love.”

“You’re carrying my Josephine. That’s not exactly freeloading.” My Josephine.

My Josephine. Two words and he made it real. He made it special. He made it so I wasn’t doing this alone.

But I liked that he touched me. I liked that he was affectionate. Even if it was confusing and reckless and would only complicate things more than they were already.

I liked that it was easy to be here, around him.

I needed her to fall in love with me too.

Enjoy those last few rays of magnificent sunlight.”

We were good together. So fucking good. She felt that, right? She knew we had something special here that wasn’t just because of the baby?

I’d want her whether she was pregnant or not.

“Because I’m scared I’ll love it,”

“And have to leave it behind.”

“Get it out of your head that you’re leaving.” “You said this was temporary.” “It’s never been temporary, baby. I only said that to get you under this roof. But ...

If I wanted to be her secret keeper, then I’d have to teach her how to tell them. I’d have to show her how to be vulnerable.

I loved him because he worried about me. I loved him for a lot more than that, but the worrying was important.

My voice sounded more confident than I actually felt, but thank fuck I’d read all of those pregnancy books. Otherwise, I’d be coming apart at the seams.

“I love you. I think I loved you the moment you tried to steal that shopping cart.”

My Josephine.

I wished I could go back to that day. To reassure my past self that it would all be okay.

That soon, the man of her dreams would flip her world

upside down. That the lonely year...

He wouldn’t let us fall.

Those roots I’d felt growing months ago had finally taken hold. All of the hard days I’d endured had been for a reason: to get me to Montana. To bring me to Jax.

Finally, Sasha was going to be my wife.

“You got me, right?” “I got you.” She leaned into my side. “Then I’m okay.”

All those months she’d been so scared about becoming a mother. She was an incredible mother. Our daughter was a lucky girl. I was a lucky man.