Wild and Wrangled (Rebel Blue Ranch, #4)

by Lyla Sage

My feelings for Cam were like an earthquake and its aftershocks. When they started, they were big and overwhelming, and once the main event had passed—once we’d gone our separate ways—I’d learned to live with the way they still shook me up at unexpected times. And when I saw her now, I still felt that small tremor in my bones.

I couldn’t put my finger on it, but there was something about him now. He seemed even sturdier, unyielding, as if he was a ship incapable of sinking. I couldn’t explain it, but I also didn’t know: Could a ship like that stay anchored in the harbor, or would it eventually yearn to drift off toward the open waters and new horizons?