Cash (Lucky River Ranch, #1)

by Jessica Peterson

“Cash. Wow. I remember you.” I extend my hand. He glances at it, his mouth a hard line. An awkward beat passes before he wordlessly envelops my hand in the warm mitt of his. My pulse skips at the firmness of his handshake. How his heavily calloused palm presses against mine, dry but somehow thrillingly alive at the same time.

She laughs again. It strikes me that maybe I made her do it on purpose this time.

You don’t know how fun I can be, sweetheart. You want me to teach you how to use those legs? Let me get between ’em, and I’ll show you exactly how it’s done.

“You just got this look on your face. Like you wanted to punch someone.” Fuck someone, more like it.

“You’re anything but easy, Cash.” Honey, you kiss me, and you’ll see just how easy I can be.

I want to fuck away her sadness. Her regret over what she did and didn’t do in the past.

Okayyyyy

We’re in the bathtub a week later when I fall in love with Mollie. It happens all of a sudden. Or maybe it’s been happening all along, and it only takes some bubbles and a good, hard laugh for the realization to finally crystallize.

I haven’t slept more than three hours at a time. My hunger for Mollie is so fierce, it wakes me in the middle of the night. I can’t go back to sleep until I get my fill.

Cash DOWN BAD

Having a boyfriend who’s a filthy-mouthed cowboy in the sheets but an absolute gentleman in the streets sure as hell has its perks.

Girl whatever

“On one condition.” “Name it.” His kiss deepens. Sucking on my bottom lip, he nicks it with his teeth, then pulls back. “Marry me.”

Gasp