I was the preacher's daughter. Meant to be good. Meant to marry the sheriff's son. Beau Carter was everything I was supposed to want-steady hands, clean boots, a heart full of promises. But then Weston Clay rode into town. Older. Wilder. Wanted. He didn't ask permission. He didn't need saving. And he sure as hell didn't care who I belonged to. One of them held my hand in church. The other pressed me against the barn wall. Now I'm caught between the life I was raised for... and the fire I can't put out. Entered into (TheAmbysAward 2025) Also if you like this one check out No Longer Carver currently climbing the ranks for Old West🥰
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