A False Start (Gold Rush Ranch, #4)

by Elsie Silver

My eyes shoot to the front porch, through the big windows that overlook it. Billie is still talking at Griffin. But Griffin is looking at me.

Yes, Wildflower. I like saying your name.

“A lesser woman would think you were nuts. Lucky for you, nuts works for me.”

My girl. My reason. My Wildflower. Forever.