" don’t have to glance back to see her expression. With her chin tilted skyward, red hair ablaze, and guitar strapped to her back, I know she’s curving those plump lips into a serene smile as she soaks up the fading warmth of twilight. She loves this land as much as I do. She loves me. And this is our night. I’ve memorized the contours of her body as thoroughly as the terrain of our "

― Pam Godwin , Knotted (Trails of Sin, #1)