Cash (Lucky River Ranch, #1)

by Jessica Peterson

“Running the ranch without me because I’m in the hospital with another head injury is not a risk you wanna take, City Girl.” “Worth the risk to see you shake it for me, Country Boy.” Cash’s turn to screw up his face. “I hate that.” “See? Stupid nicknames suck.” His lips twitch. “Fine. You got me there, Mollie.”

👏🏻 get him, mollie

“I feel like I’m Happy, the baby horse.” Mollie glances up at me, my heart skipping at the playful gleam in her eyes. “I don’t know how to use my legs yet, so you have to help me out.” “You know how to use your legs.”

“C’mon. You gotta show me how legs work, remember?”

“Of course I’ve been to therapy. Why do you think I’m such a charming, well-adjusted beacon of contentment and emotional maturity?”

“You’re anything but easy, Cash.”

There are cowboys, and then there are cowboys.” “She’s right,” Cash says solemnly. “I’m the second kind.”