Taming the Heart (Crimson Ridge, #3)

by Elliott Rose

Life is too fleeting, too precious, not to enjoy every moment with both hands in the air and head tossed back, screaming your favorite lyrics at the top of your lungs.

“You’re my sunset sky, baby. Bright and mysterious and beautiful all at the same time.”

She’s too goddamn precious to me. Not because this girl is fragile, but because she’s the rarest kind of diamond there could be. Forged out of fire and unrelenting pressure and able to withstand anything that might come her way.

“I’m here to find you, my sunset sky,”