“Maybe I’m too wild, even for the great and mighty Beau Heartford to handle.” He slides further down my body, with the blanket we’re sharing rustling as it pools around my thighs. My cowboy stares back at me with a calming gaze, deeper than a bottomless lake and more sturdy than the mountains we’re surrounded by. “Throw everything you’ve got at me, trouble. Do your worst. I’ll climb back on even if I hit the dirt.” “What if I stomp on your heart?” I breathe out the words into the midnight air. “Then it means I had the honor of getting close enough to yours.” My pulse kicks and flutters. Is he
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