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

by Ursa Dax

The eldest daughter-turned-nurse in me wanted to fix things. To find solutions and help and heal. But sometimes… Sometimes you just couldn’t.

“She told me that I could have her shit in a bottle.” “Ship in a bottle, Killian,” I groaned. “Oh.” He looked slightly less enthusiastic now, but rallied admirably.