“Hush.” He kissed her forehead. “Ever since that day, all I’ve wanted is a second chance. Now,” he pulled her body closer, wrapped both arms around her small waist, his hand resting just above the dent in her spine. “We’re both a little older, a little more mature. Some of us are much more experienced—” “And conceited.” “Experienced,” he said, the laugh in his voice quiet and seductive, “and things can be so much better.” RomanceVeterinarianHorseback RidingThere S No Place Like HomeThe Wild Rose Press AuthorThe Macquire Women Book:There's No Place Like Home Source: There's No Place Like Home