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

by Ursa Dax

“Like, my clothes,” she responded. Then, more quietly. “And my body.” I dropped the trough. “What are you doing?” Killian asked me, cocking his head in confusion at my uncharacteristic clumsiness. Oh, nothing. Just casually losing my mind.

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.