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

by Ursa Dax

A husband? Actually making you happy? What the fuck kind of crazy-ass planet had I landed on?

Yeah. There was a good chance I’d married a very nice, decent, dopey sort of ex-murderer alien who was apparently already halfway in love with me.

And what the hell was I doing, petting the man’s pecs like they were my new favourite baby animals? Oh, God, I was even naming them inside my head. Beefy and Brawny contracted under my touch as Fallon’s breath hitched.

Hahaha

Oh, no. Absolutely not. I was not going to get turned on by my own husband.

Cherry Dawson: Fallon and Darcy, sitting in a shuttle. Kissing and smooching and having a nice cuddle. Fallon is paper and Darcy is rock. Fallon wants her to touch his…

“Never put yourself in danger for me again,” I rasped, my throat feeling strangely constricted. “Storms. Rain. Darkness. None of it matters. None of it could keep me away. I’ll always come back to you, Darcy. Always.”

“Being sent here saved my life. Marrying you completed it.”