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Bras and underwear are overrated.
You aren’t married.” He laughs and waves me off, opening the door wider. “Details. She said yes. It’s pretty much done in my books. And it just sounds so good, you know?”
Cowboy porn with a frown.
“Boo!” I shout, as Luke yells, “Chipmunks!” Cade flies back, and I glance down at Luke, wondering what the hell would inspire him to randomly scream chipmunks.
She’s a spark in the dark. Dancing flames against a midnight sky. She shines brighter than almost anyone in this entire place with her glossy hair, bright dress, and twinkling green eyes.
Then she turns and walks back toward her bedroom, holds one fist up above her head, and says, “Fuck the patriarchy.”
I lean back in my chair and cross my arms over my chest, wondering why I ever disliked her. How can a single person not like Willa Grant? She’s fucking enchanting.
I feed him a suitable dinosaur breakfast, and then we head down to the barn to see what starting a two-year-old horse is like. Or in my case, to check out Daddy Cowboy.
And that bottle-blonde bitch was spitting mad. I imagine I’d be mad if I found out my kid was a raging loser too.
He worships the ground you walk on.” Staring down at her nails, she tries not to laugh. “As all men should.”
“He looks like Cowboy Batman,”
Who the fuck knows what I’m doing? I’m positive that I don’t.
She’s so expressive, nothing is locked up with a face like that. I can read her far too easily.
Saving horses.
I’ve always kind of liked Medusa. If I were her, I’d wanna turn men into stone too.
“I’m not in hell yet, lady. Don’t need to spend my time hanging out with the devil.”
