“I hope that wasn’t because of what I said about the barrel racing,” Kelsey said. “Probably me,” Cole said. “She’s sensitive. And I’m not. I’ll apologize later.” — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“It surprised him how badly he wanted her to stay. It was that male possessiveness again.” — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“If it makes you feel better, Cole hasn’t kissed me at all. Not even affectionately.” “Is that a thing? Are you thinking Cole might… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“He cleared his throat. “You noticed.” “And guys just don’t seem to notice me at all!” “Forgive me for not being too broken up… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“Heartbreak was the worst. It was worse than a cord wrapped around the wheel on you computer chair.” — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“Wouldn’t hurt if you used your connections to grease the wheels.” “I can do that. But damn, Cole how hard is it to just… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“Kelsey laughed and the sound moved through him, made the hairs on his arms stand up, made his heart beat faster” — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“He relaxed his hands, lifted one and tucked a strand of wispy blonde hair behind her ear. She didn’t move; she only looked at… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“She said no, Lark,” Cole said, his eyes meeting Kelsey’s. Kelsey felt her stomach flutter. And it wasn’t from nausea.” — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“I didn’t get here based on lineage, Travis. I’m here because I work hard. The only thing that’s blue in my family lineage are… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“Yeah, I will. Why do you care so much all of a sudden?” Cade shrugged. “I don’t have anything else to do. And like… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“She shook her head and dropped the focus of the light down to the ground. “Well, thanks for . . . everything. Dinner. And… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“Hi.” He turned and saw Kelsey standing in the door of the kitchen, looking . . . Well, she was glowing. That pregnant woman… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“Kelsey breathed in deeply. “He asked me to stay.” “Here?” “Yes.” “For how long?” “Until . . . until I want to leave, I… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“And with every step he took away from her, he felt like he was leaving the best pieces of him further and further behind.” — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
“Relax, Cole, I wasn’t proposing.” She put her hand on his shoulder for a second, and when she removed it, the impression of her… — Maisey Yates Copy Share Image
