Wrangled by the Alien Rancher (Cowboy Colony Mail-Order Brides, #2)

by Ursa Dax

No one should be allowed to have a face that fine, a body that insane, all topped off with cute little cartoon mousey ears. It went against every single law of nature not to mention my own sense of justice, balance, and fairness.

Hell yeah. I was a cleaning fucking machine. Killing this wife shit.

If this was a hallucination, it was certainly very detailed.

Fuck you, science.