Cash (Lucky River Ranch, #1)

by Jessica Peterson

Life didn’t necessarily get bigger or smaller when I moved to a small town. But it did become more vibrant.”

This I love. Live music. Classic country. A bar where no one gives a fuck who you are or what you’re wearing. We’re all just here to have a good time.

I fucking love to dance. Makes me forget how tired I am. How overwhelmed. All the shit I have to do, the never-ending list of tasks that floats around in my head day and night, evaporates as I move.

second, y’all gotta have fun with each other. What’s the point of bein’ together if you can’t laugh and have a good time? That’s the glue. Get the fun right, and chances are, she’ll stick around.”

“Honey, I’d marry the shit out of you. Not because it’s the right thing to do, but because I’m in love with you.”

“She’s starting a cult, isn’t she?” Ryder asks Sawyer. “I’ve always wanted to be in one of those.” Sawyer nods. “She’d make a great leader. Very charismatic.”