Casanova Cowboy (A Morgan Mallory Story) - Plot & Excerpts
Gone was the craziness of Mathew, gone was the control of Max, gone was the parade of dates that went nowhere. With Ryan I felt like we were on common ground. We knew each other’s secrets: good, bad, and ugly. The years we spent as friends had helped us form a bond and an understanding. We both had experienced other things, other relationships, and had finally gotten to a place we both needed to be, together. I felt as if life couldn’t get any better. Our first year together, I felt as if I were walking on air: true love really did exist. “Mom, where are you?” I shouted into her yard. Her car was in the garage, but I hadn’t found her in the house. “I’m out here, in the flower bed,” she answered. I hurried out to where she was kneeling in the dirt. She sat back and smiled, as she ran the back of a garden gloved hand across her forehead.
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