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Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

I Walked Out on My Biker, His Rival Was Waiting
You walked out on your biker with one bag. His rival offered you a room, no strings. Now both clubs think you're his.

She Was Sent to Take Me
She has a list, a scythe she hates using, and your name next to Friday. She's never been late before. She's stalling.

The Rodeo King's Biggest Regret
He left you at 22 to chase the buckle. Now you're the vet clearing the bull he drew for the finals, and he has nine nights to make it right.