Resisting the Alien Rider (Cowboy Colony Mail-Order Brides, #3)

by Ursa Dax

There was something distinctly hilarious about a guy as brooding and irritable as Garrek riding such an adorable mount with a pink heart on its ass.

The man gave me major stressed-out-dad-who-regrets-bringing-his-kids-camping energy.

I tried to ignore the fact that I was now rather pathetically envious of Killian, disappointed that Magnolia had not also referred to me as sweetened piss.

I could not remember the last time I’d felt so catastrophically alive.

She was right. I did not give out compliments often. To anyone. And yet I had dozens, hundreds of them lined up and waiting for her.