INICIAR SESIÓNSAWYER.Bella and Chloe looked absolutely nothing alike.Hell, if someone had asked me whether those two women were sisters, I would've laughed in their face.Bella was tall, probably five-foot-ten, with long blonde hair and blue eyes.My princess, on the other hand, was a petite little brunette with the prettiest green eyes I'd ever seen. I had nearly a foot on her.And then there were their personalities.Chloe was sophisticated, elegant, and carried herself like she'd been raised among royalty.Bella?Well, that woman had already cursed more times than the number of minutes she'd spent under my roof.And that was saying something, considering I wasn't exactly known for having a clean mouth.How the hell had those two grown up in the same household?“Let's go over the contract, and please feel free to interrupt me if you have any questions,” Bella said.Pops had already put on his reading glasses and was carefully reviewing his copy.“Okay,” Chloe announced, getting to her feet. “I'
MIA.Sawyer and Thomas had spent nearly five hours putting together an absolutely beautiful proposal for Elliott Kennedy.And I had a pretty good feeling he'd accept it.Elliott's best friend happened to be one of my biggest collectors. He'd purchased several of my paintings, including the piece that broke records at my last exhibition.When I'd reached out to him, I'd explained that a friend of mine knew a hardworking rancher who needed an opportunity to expand his business.I'd spoken about Chloe and Sawyer as if they were two people I knew personally.Never once did I mention that I was Mia Sterling, currently living on that very ranch with the cowboy whose head was resting comfortably on my lap.“Elliott will take that proposal seriously,” I assured him, running my fingers through his hair.“You sound awfully confident, princess.”“I'm good at what I do, cowboy.”Even lying, apparently.Thomas returned to the living room carrying two freshly brewed cups of coffee.“You'll need to
SAWYER.As usual, we were up at five in the morning.Those chilly early November mornings were some of my favorite times of the day. Especially now that I had another excuse to wrap my arms around Chloe and keep her close."You were up pretty damn late last night," I complained.I'd waited for her to come to bed, but the next thing I knew, I was waking up with her curled against me."I was working overtime," she chuckled."Well, you'd better take a long nap before heading to the library."Maggie had been laughing about the sudden increase in visitors since Chloe started working there. Apparently, half the town had developed a mysterious interest in reading.Typical nosy Pleasant Valley folks.Everybody wanted to meet the pretty little woman living at Sawyer Montgomery's ranch.Especially since the dumb bastard who owned the place had been walking around grinning like a fool ever since she crashed her Mustang into his fence."I have one more email to send," Chloe murmured. "Then I'm ta
SAWYER. Three weeks.That was all it had taken for Chloe Anderson to conquer my heart.Three fucking weeks.I'd spent months trying to train stubborn horses, yet somehow, this little brunette had managed to tame me without even trying.And the funniest part?I was beginning to think I liked it."Cowboy, come here. Let's take a picture."Chloe pulled out her cellphone and opened the camera, flashing me that beautiful smile of hers.I didn't bother asking why.I simply wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer.The funny thing was, I'd already taken several pictures of her without her knowing.The last one I'd captured was from the night she'd danced with Pops.She'd been laughing at something he'd whispered in her ear, completely unaware that I'd been standing a few feet away, watching them."Move a little to your left," she instructed. "I want the beautiful sunrise in the background.""Yes, ma'am."I shifted obediently."Now, smile."Instead, I bent down and kissed her c
MIA. My alarm went off, and as I stretched my arm toward the nightstand to silence it, I felt a heavy arm wrapped securely around my waist.I smiled.There was something undeniably wonderful about waking up beside a very naked cowboy who had spent the entire night holding me.A cowboy who, I might add, had given me several reasons to reconsider my opinion of early mornings.Sawyer stirred behind me, and I immediately remembered his injured ribs.I froze, deciding it would be best to let him rest a little longer before he had to get out of bed.Too late.He tightened his arm around my waist, drawing me closer as he buried his face in my hair."Don't move," he mumbled.His voice was deliciously raspy, the sort of sleepy, masculine sound that should probably come with a warning label.I found it utterly charming."I can go by myself. Why don't you stay in bed a little longer?" I offered.He shook his head against my hair.And tightened his hold.Apparently, my suggestion was unacceptabl
SAWYER.Keeping my damn hands to myself had become one of the hardest things I'd ever done.But hell, I'd managed pretty well this past week.Unfortunately, a man's self-control could only last so damn long.And mine?Mine was running out tonight.Every time Chloe and I kissed, I ended up wanting more.And more.Hell, tasting those sweet lips of hers wasn't enough anymore.I was in deep shit.Because I had no fucking idea how much longer I could keep my hands off that beautiful woman.But tonight...Tonight, Chloe had finally invited me to tear down that thin wall I'd built between us.It'd been a long damn time since I'd been with a woman, and I wasn't about to rush things.Not with her.Not with my Princess.The last thing I wanted was to scare the beautiful woman lying beneath me.Her soft hands were tangled in my hair, and we were both damn near out of breath.But neither one of us seemed willing to stop kissing.Hell, you'd think it was the last kiss we'd ever get.I kept one han







