Cowboy Casual (The Calloway Ranch #1)

by Holly Renee

“Is attention what you’re looking for?” His voice was low and rough. “You know you can always tell me what it is you need.”

“Don’t call me daddy unless you want me to put you on your knees.”

“He cheated on you. That undeserving prick had you in his bed, had the right to touch you, had his goddamn ring on your finger, and he had the audacity to look at someone else.”

“He had every single part of you, the parts that haunt me in the dark when I can’t sleep, and he treated you like you weren’t enough.”

“How does it feel to be God’s favorite? If I had that cowboy looking at me like he was about to fuck me so good, I would beg him for it. I would have climbed him like a tree.”

This was where I wanted her—in the light of my kitchen with my daughter’s laughter in the air. Not in shadows or stolen moments, but right here where everyone could see.