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She shook her head. \u201cNo need. I already have a casserole in the oven. I tried to make it low carb by substituting the potatoes with cauliflower.\u201d My chest warmed. I told myself to get a grip. She\u2019d swapped vegetables for me, not offered herself for dinner. \u201cSounds great.\u201d \u201cI thought maybe you could teach me how I can help you,\u201d she said, running her bare foot across the carpet.<\/p>\n

\u201cI read some things online, but I\u2019d really like you to show me where you keep your medicine and how to use your monitoring app.\u201d She looked as nervous as I felt. And sexy as hell. Her toes were painted a bright red and the amount of toned leg she showed in those shorts made me want to pick her up and wrap them around my waist \u201cSure,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cI just have to handle the groceries. Want to play for me while I get everything put away?\u201d Her eyes widened. \u201cOh, no. That\u2019s OK.\u201d \u201cI\u2019d love to hear you play.\u201d She shook her head. \u201cI don\u2019t like performing.\u201d \u201cI don\u2019t like talking about my diabetes,\u201d I said and smiled to lighten the comeback.<\/p>\n

\u201cOK, one song,\u201d she said, blushing. She settled on the couch with her guitar as I moved all the bags to the kitchen counter. I started unpacking the first bag as she strummed a few notes. Once her voice filled the room, my hand stilled, and I stood like a statue, listening. Her voice was lower than I\u2019d expected given her speaking pitch, sultry with a slight grit that made every note a punch to my stomach. I didn\u2019t recognize the music, though it sounded like something country.<\/p>\n

When she finished the song, I turned and clapped. \u201cThat was so good, I forgot to put away the groceries.\u201d She smiled and looked down at her hands, strumming a few chords. \u201cDid you write that?\u201d She looked up at me and burst out laughing. \u201cThat was Patsy Cline.\u201d<\/p>\n

I shrugged. \u201cOh my word. You\u2019ve never heard of Patsy Cline? She\u2019s from Virginia.\u201d \u201cHuh, I\u2019ve never heard of her performing.\u201d Cammie\u2019s eyes widened in horror. \u201cWyatt, she\u2019s been dead since the early \u201960s. Didn\u2019t they teach you about her in your state history class?\u201d \u201cThey focused on the founding fathers and the Civil War.\u201d Cammie shook her head and kept strumming. \u201cThat one was called You\u2019re Stronger Than Me. It\u2019s not as popular as some of her others.<\/p>\n

You\u2019ve probably heard this one.\u201d I watched as she closed her eyes and began to sing. I still didn\u2019t recognize the song, but I felt every word of the lyrics. I was certifiably crazy for this woman and as she sang, it was getting harder and harder not to walk across the room, take her face in my hands, and kiss her senseless, like Wade suggested. \u201cThat one was even better,\u201d I said when she finished.<\/p>\n

Her mouth dropped open.<\/p>\n

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Peace Falls Series Reading Order: For You Always is a stand-alone novel; however, Cammie and Wyatt are featured throughout the original trilogy of the Peace Falls Series. For You Always occurs chronologically after the first three books and contains spoilers for each. Content Warning: This book contains potentially upsetting subject matter, including references to domestic abuse, drug use, and incarceration. It also contains multiple blush-inducing sex scenes, so if you\u2019re looking for a sweet, small-town romance, best put this one down. OceanofPDF.com Published by Hannah Jordan Books 2025 Copyright \u00a9 2025 by Hannah Jordan All rights reserved.<\/p>\n

No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in reviews and critical articles. This is a work of fiction.<\/p>\n

Any names, characters, places, or incidents are products of the author\u2019s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual places or events is purely coincidental or fictionalized. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission.<\/p>\n

The publication\/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. Cover Design: Kaytalin McCarry, Duskbound Books ebook ISBN:979-8-9905868-7-1 Paperback ISBN: 979-8-9905868-6-4 www.hannahjordanauthor.com OceanofPDF.com Contents . Chapter 1. Chapter 1 2. Chapter 2 3. Chapter 3 4. Chapter 4 5. Chapter 5 6. Chapter 6 7. Chapter 7 8. Chapter 8 9. Chapter 9 10. Chapter 10 11. Chapter 11 12. Chapter 12 13. Chapter 13 14.<\/p>\n

Chapter 14 15. Chapter 15 16. Chapter 16 17. Chapter 17 18. Chapter 18 19. Chapter 19 20. Chapter 20 21. Chapter 21 22. Chapter 22 23. Chapter 23 24. Chapter 24 25. Chapter 25 26. Chapter 26 27. Chapter 27 28. Chapter 28 29. Chapter 29 30. Chapter 30 31. Chapter 31 32. Chapter 32 Epilogue More from Hannah Letter to Readers Acknowledgements About the Author OceanofPDF.com To the families we find OceanofPDF.com Chapter One Cammie I KNEW THE TEN o\u2019clock patient might be trouble when he scheduled his appointment.<\/p>\n

First, he sounded young and flirty on the phone. Second, he\u2019d injured his back in a parkour accident. Any person willing to jump between rooftops and do flips out of trees was bound to take the simple risk of asking out anyone he wanted. I did my best to look unapproachable, yet even with my resting bitch face, no makeup, and my hair in a messy bun, the guy\u2019s eyes lit up the moment he entered the physical therapy office.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, hello there,\u201d he said, walking straight to my desk, which, granted, was what most patients did.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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