Page 72 of Lone Star Country Protector

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“I think you won’t know until you do it,” she said before pressing a small kiss to his lips.

“Will you come with me?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said. “From now on, you couldn’t get rid of me if you tried.”

“Good.” Because he’d finally found home.

Dalton kissed Blakely tenderly at first and then hard, marking her as his as she did the same to him. One word came to mind…

Home.

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