Wild and Wrangled (Rebel Blue Ranch, #4)

by Lyla Sage

“It’s just me out here,” he said. “The bar’s cleared out.” I’ll love you until we’re dust in the wind, Camille Ashwood. “I’m here, Cam.” For some reason, I reached up and unlocked the door—the click was unmistakable. “I’m going to open the door, okay?” he said, and I scooted away from it. When the door opened, my eyes found his without even trying. Dusty Tucker.

He was beautiful. He always had been, but beautiful things can be dangerous, too.

the family you choose is just as important—sometimes more—than the one you’re born with.