Yours Always, Morgan

Yours Always āĻ•āĻŋāϤāĻžāĻĒ 9 ¡ Ryenne Renner
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I woke up to Callie draped over me, her thigh wedged between my legs, her head on my chest, her hand on my bicep.

Carefully, I started to move her to the side. She was about to wake up to the product of a very inappropriate dream I’d been having about her.

“Hmmm. Don’t move,” she mumbled.

I did as she said.

She pressed her thigh down and I couldn’t stop the groan.

I heard her breath hitch softly in her throat as she shifted against my hip.

Holy shit. Was sheâ€Ļ

Her grip on my arm tightened.

She went still again for a moment before moving again, this time, a little harder.

I swore. Maybe she was still asleep?

I mean, I wasn’t complaining. If she wanted to get off, I was more than happy to help. This was hot as hell.

Having said that, I wouldn’t mind being more involved in the process if she’d let me.

“I was dreaming about you,” she whispered.


Callie

Three years ago, my life imploded after I lost my sister. Unable to stay where everyone insisted on speculating and gossiping about what happened, I moved to Granger Springs to start over. It’s been a good three years and I’m happy. Then I meet Morgan. Team leader for Daisy Security, the man is all growls and frowns. I have no idea how to take him. He looks so annoyed by everything I do, but every time I turn around, there he is. And I’m not going to lie, I really like itâ€Ļ

Morgan

“You’re really grumpy, Uncle Morgan.” I have to admit, my tiny niece is right. I’ve been one hell of a grump lately. It's been five years since my wife Daisy passed away and the thought of moving base to Granger Springs and leaving our house behind has me in a bad mood. When I find Callie stranded on the side of the road, I don’t know what to make of her. She’sâ€Ļ bubbly. Smiley. Happy. Nice to everyone. The woman skips, for crying out loud. She confuses the hell out of me. Just as I'm starting to figure out how I feel, someone from her past shows up thinking he's going to take her from me. What he doesn't realize is that I've only ever loved two women, and I'm not willing to give up the one that's still alive...

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Ryenne Renner is a French Canadian author who resides in the beautiful province of Saskatchewan. Wife, mother, author, woods sprite, food lover; she has many hats she loves to fill. A trucker’s wife and mom of three, she is grateful to be able to write full time and stay home with her son with cerebral palsy and epilepsy.

When not writing, her days are spent hiking, fishing, camping, reading, and watching movies with her family. 

Ryenne is a romance author who is a firm believer that love is love. 

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