Ordered By The Mountain Man: A Modern Mail-Order Bride Romance - Plot & Excerpts
Stress begins to grow in the pit of my stomach. The lodge is where our problems lie, where our differences will come to a head. I know fucking won’t solve everything. Boone said the pastor was coming today. That means I need to make a decision, soon. Either I go all-in and marry this man, and later walk away like a total beotch, or I leave now. Because the thing is—I mean, the main thing is—that yes, Boone likes to fuck me. And I like to fuck him. Like, a lot. And yes, our bodies mesh in this basically ultrasonic, cosmic way. But watching him steer this boat with a completely content look on his rugged face, I feel like he isn’t considering the thousand ways we may not be compatible. And besides, I don’t even know if I want to be compatible. Does that make me wishy-washy and totally annoying? Quite possibly, but come on! I’m twenty-two, and a recent graduate, and I have my entire freaking life to live. “Come on,”
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