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462 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 25, 2024
“you came,” she says, sighing into my chest. “you called.” I exhale.
•cowboy
•ex marine
•small town
•found family
•close proximity
•"touch her and die"
•no third act breakup
•running from an abusive ex
•pregnant with another man’s baby
“I mean it. anytime you ask, I’ll be there. five seconds, five minutes, five lifetimes. I will always come for you. no matter what.”
“I lived right. I loved wrong. end of fucking story.”
“I’m not your hero,” […] “You’ve always been able to save yourself.” I pull her closer. “But I am your anchor. Because I will always be there when you need something to ground you.”
”she’s the center of my gravity and every second I’m apart from her, I feel like I’m falling off the face of the earth.”
“who did this, dakota?”
"I'm not your hero. You've always been able to save yourself. But I am your anchor. Becayse I will always be there when you need something to ground you."
"We're picking back up right where we left off. I'm not wasting another minute without you." And just like that, my heart's on the moon.
"I've built a life before, and it all burned dowm. But instead of being afraid, I'm up for the challenge. To do it all over again and hope mayve I get this life right. I am someone new now and that is okay."
"I'll always come for you. Five secons, five minutes, five lifetimes."
“To the girls who need second chances, small town kisses, and starting over, I got you.”
“But I am your anchor. Because I will always be there when you need something to ground you.”
“You came,” she says, sighing into my chest. “You called.” I exhale”.
˚☽˚.⋆ To the girls who need second chances, small town kisses, and starting over, I got you.
˚☽˚.⋆ “My mom always told me dreams are like the moon. Because they are high and bright and brilliant. And sometimes, no matter how hard you try to touch a dream, to bring it down to you, you can’t. Sometimes they’re stuck. And that’s why we needed to rope them. So we could get those dreams come hell or high water.”
˚☽˚.⋆ A wrinkled brow means Dakota’s beautiful brain is working. So fucking smart. Always a recipe running through there, a kind word for someone, a witty remark. Keeps me on my fucking toes. I’ve always loved that about her. Her big dreams. Her beautiful brain. A reminder that Dakota McGraw is made for great things. Better things than me.
˚☽˚.⋆ “No matter where you are. I’ll be there. I’ll find you. Even in your dreams.” Her eyes soften. “Even on the moon, Hotshot?” I cup her face and lower my brow to hers. “Forever on the moon.”
˚☽˚.⋆ “You are my best and first friend, Dakota,” she says, looking straight into the sun like she’s willing it to blind her so she doesn’t cry. “You are my absolute heroine. My big sister. My Calamity Jane. And I’m proud as hell of you for burning your entire life down and coming back.” Fallon smiles. A brilliant, beautiful smile that lights up her face. “Our mom couldn’t mom…but you will. You’re gonna have a kid and be the best mother that’s ever fucking lived.”
˚☽˚.⋆ Now I know what love is. The golden light of Runaway Ranch. A flour dusted apron on Sunday morning and Davis Montgomery’s hand in mine. It’s bliss. The greatest love story I could have ever dreamed up.