Sarah Schuster

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“It ain’t gonna belong to no one else for all of fuckin’ time. That much I can guarantee you. Even if you decide not to pursue this, if you decide to let me go home and not come back—” My eyes close. “Please stop.” “Even if we part ways, and I meet some other nice guy, and we hit it off and become boyfriends … my heart is always gonna be yours, Lance. I’ll be the worst boyfriend to that perfectly nice guy, because my heart will always be yours. I’ve fallen for you, Lance.” I kiss him again.
Wrangled (Spruce Texas, #4)
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