A False Start (Gold Rush Ranch, #4)

by Elsie Silver

“Hands off if you plan on keeping them.” Griffin’s voice rumbles from behind me.

My eyes fluttering shut when I hear him growl, “Fuck it.”

YASSSSSS

“I’ll give you all my right nows, Nadia. Every fucking last one. I’ll give you anything you want. I’ve been powerless since the first time I laid eyes on you.”

“Are we in a race that I don’t know about?” I ask, looking over my shoulder. “Is someone in hot pursuit?” She snorts. At least her hands are at ten and two. Hot little psycho driver that she is.

“I think in some cases, age is just a way to measure the number of years you spent without the person meant for you.”