Shayla found Travis sitting on the front steps of the farmhouse, a perfectly delectable guitar slanted across his lap. As if she needed another reason to swoon over the cowboy. He grinned as he lifted his head, and he set the instrument aside and got to his feet.
She got out of the truck about the same time Travis arrived at the vehicle, and his deep chu…
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