Lost and Lassoed (Rebel Blue Ranch, #3)

by Lyla Sage

It’s just weird to be happy for her and sad for me at the same time. I contain multitudes and all that shit, I guess.

And I thrived on being needed.

“You think that it’s okay for people to depend on you, but you don’t want anyone else to have the pressure of you depending on them.”

It scared the shit out of me—knowing that I might’ve found exactly what I’d always wanted—because that meant I could lose it.

I’d have to remember that she was built to shine and glow and shimmer, and I couldn’t take that piece of her only for myself.