Buckled (Trails of Sin, #2)

by Pam Godwin

“You’re where you’re supposed to be, where you belong.” “I own nothing.” “You own me.”

“I see you. I see your misery, heartbreak, longing. It’s lived in your eyes since you left, trapped in turmoil. But I see love, too. It’s still there, Maybe, and I swear to God, if you would just accept it, if you would give me a chance, I’ll set you free.

Let me take part in your pain, walk with you, sit with you, watch over you, something, anything… Just…let me join you in the hurt.” His throat bobs. “Come home.”