“She knew she couldn’t escape unscathed, and the trauma would take her a long time to get past. And she might never… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
“Do you live and work here?" Trinity clenched her fist against his chest, her thoughts spinning. "At the ranch?" The corner of… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
“A good friend will bail you out of jail. A best friend will be sitting next to you Saying, 'Damn. We fucked… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
