Stone Princess (Clifton Forge, #3)

by Devney Perry

I was almost twenty-eight years old and wanted to be desired. For once in my life, I wanted to be pursued.

Presley was . . . different. Special. I looked at her and saw a safe harbor.

And any time I thought of Montana, I’d remember the woman with eyes bluer than the big sky. Or maybe I’d just think of her, no trigger needed. Maybe when it was time to go, there’d be no leaving her behind.

He was perfect because he saw his flaws. Because they made him human. He embraced them. Owned them.

You’re stronger and better than your past. Choose the life you want and work your ass off to make it happen.

There were more important things than money and a legacy.

“You can’t always save someone. Sometimes, they need to want to save themselves.”

She was my anchor. She was my heart.