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For the ones who thought they could fix him. This one has a happy ending.
I must be doing a poor job of covering my resting I wish my husband was still in prison face.
I wouldn’t let a man touch her for a hundred times that. If I could help it, no other man will ever touch her again.
“One last thing…” I call after her, and she pauses but doesn’t turn around to look at me. “I just want to be clear. When I say I want my bed back, I mean with you in it.”
“Last night. But tomorrow night, and the night after that, and the night after that… she’ll forget you even had a name when that engagement ring you got her is sitting on the edge of the sink, and her legs are wrapped around me.”
“Just don’t think you’re going to wear me down. You left. And you’ll leave again. I know you. I learned my lesson, and I know better this time,” she mumbles, her head already on the pillow, her eyes heavy. I pause at the doorway, holding there for a long moment and bracing myself against it for what I’m gonna say next. “Haze… I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was… finding my parents like that…” I’m searching for the right words and failing. “It tore a hole in me. I was terrified it was going to happen again, and I wouldn’t be able to stop it. That it would be you next time.”
“Always leaving. Him leaving. You leaving. Why does everyone always leave me…” she mumbles, and I can tell she’s half-asleep from the way her words fade. “I’m not leaving anymore, sugar. Not unless you make me.” I kiss her forehead and make sure she’s well tucked in, looking back at her one last time before I close the door. She deserves so much better than anyone’s ever given her, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to her.
“Death by chocolate?” She laughs. “Chocolate and expensive lingerie.”
This whole place is a patchwork of the people I love, their mark on everything from the house to the stables to the inn, and I’m not about to let it go without a fight.
“And when did you become such a fucking goddamn romantic?” “When I realized I was going to do whatever it took to win her over, despite the odds.” Cooper grins like a fool and then looks at me, raising a brow. “I highly recommend it if you’re fixed on coming out of this with everything you want to keep.”
“So you’re going to marry him with my name, on my ranch, and celebrate it at the inn my great grandparents built? Do I have that right?”
“Because I hate you with the fire of a thousand fucking suns! I hate how you sweep in and turn everything upside down. How you make me rethink every choice I ever made. How you just walk in and take whatever you want whenever you want and damn the consequences. You’re trying to ruin everything.” “Not everything. Just you.”
“Sugar, when it comes to you, I remember every single thing. Like you were branded on my soul.”
This is the thing about Ramsey—the reason I could never love anyone more than I love him; he can always bring out my better angels, but he’s only too happy to help me set my demons loose when I need it.
