Sunlight (Haven River Ranch, #2)

by Devney Perry

“Breakfast for dinner. I’m really good at hugs and pancakes.” And delivering orgasms, but that was something I preferred to show women, not tell.

“I was going to say inefficient.” “Let’s use old fashioned. It’s a nicer term.”

It shouldn’t have surprised me to wake up alone the next morning. Not after she’d been keeping me at arm’s length for three months. But damn if it didn’t burn. It really fucking burned.