Wrangled (Spruce Texas, #4)

by Daryl Banner

“The world’s as big or as small as you want it to be. Makes no difference in the end. What matters is what you do with what you got, and how much happiness you find in it, don’t you think?”

I love when he talks crudely like that. That’s something I miss on the west coast; no one talks dirty to me. Everyone in my little world over there is made of glass, plastic, or collagen.

“I’m getting out of this pool,” I tell him, “and giving you space under that water to … let your little situation go away, alright?” “There ain’t nothin’ little about my situation.” I give him a look. “I’m getting out of this pool.” “You already said that.” “Just let go.” “I’ll never let go, Jack. I’ll never let go.” I snort. “Lord in Heaven, we are not quoting movies right now. Let go before I pop a boner.”