Stone Cold Cowboy

“Yeah, maybe all your pushing and prodding for us to settle down had some merit. Don’t tell Ford and Colt I said that.”

“Never. And Rory, it’s not about settling down, it’s about being with someone who makes you the best you. I think she does that

Buy something you’ve always wanted just because you like it. Pay off your student loans. Write what is in your heart. Live with no regrets. Love with your whole heart the way you’ve always done and find someone who will love you the same way.’” Rory’s head came up and his gaze met and held hers. “I think you get your writing talent from your dad. As last words go, that’s pretty damn good.”

“Um, well, I like to write fiction.”

“That’s kind of broad. Come on, tell us about one of your stories,” Rory coaxed.

“Are you writing one of those Fifty Shades type books?” Colt teased.

“Actually, yes.” She held the straight face when all their eyes went wide.

“Seriously?” Rory asked.

“No.” She laughed and pressed her lips together to fight the smile spreading across her face. “Mysteries.”