Cash (Lucky River Ranch, #1)

by Jessica Peterson

Jesus, Mollie is such a brat. I wish I hated that about her as much as I did three days ago.

“Yessir.” His eyes flash. “I like it when you call me sir.”

Fuck me, I don’t just have a crush on Mollie. I don’t just want to sleep with her. I want all of her. And I can’t deny anymore that I want to be that guy for her. The one she dances with.

“What, honey?” “At first, I couldn’t fucking stand you.” I scoff. “And now I can’t fucking stand how much I want you.”