Oh, I am in so much trouble.
Because I spent the night with this woman once and haven’t stopped thinking about it since.
And now?
Now she’s in our house.
In our kitchen.
In our lives.
Boone’s going to kill me.
Caleb’s going to sigh and read me the riot act.
And I…
I’m already smiling idiotically at the thought of seeing her again in exactly five minutes.
“Welcome to Sunridge Ranch, sunshine,” I drawl, leaning one shoulder against the doorframe, grin wicked and warm. “Let’s see what kind of trouble you stir up.”
She rolls her eyes at me.
But her cheeks turn pink.
And I swear it’s the start of something I’m absolutely not ready for.
CHAPTER FIVE
Delaney
There should bea warning sign on the Sunridge Ranch driveway:
BEWARE: HOT COWBOYS AND YOUR TERRIBLE LIFE DECISIONS LIVE HERE
Because this place is an absolute nightmare. An attractive one, a confusing one. But still a nightmare.
I scrub my face with both hands in the guest bathroom, flour still clinging to the ends of my hair from this morning’s pantry disaster.
Silas is here.
Silas, the guy whose hands were on me last week.
Silas, who now smiles at me like he knows exactly how I sound when I fall apart under him.
Nope.
No.
No no no.
This is exactly the kind of thing I promised myself I’d stop doing.
I need a reset. Air. Space. Preferably far away from Silas’s grin and Boone’s quiet judgment and Sadie’s blinding sweetness.
So I grab my tote bag and leave the ranch with the urgency of someone fleeing a crime scene. I tell myself it’s fine. I’ve got a few hours before I need to start dinner prep.
It’s just a quick trip into town, in and out. No derailing my schedule. No disappearing for half a day like a disaster.
