Knotted - pam godwin

I try to forget her.

Its impossible.

Growing up together, Conor and I shared all our firsts.

First love, first kiss, first.

Not all our firsts.

We were sixteen the night she was violently assaulted while I helplessly watched.

Ill never forget the sounds of her suffering.

Or my inconsolable agony when she left Oklahoma.

Years later, she returns to honor our teenage pact.

Except the boy she loved is gone, replaced by a ruthless cattle rancher knotted with secrets.

She doesnt know my dark cravings or the trails of sin that lead to her.

I dont deserve her, but one truth remains.

Shes mine.