Him. Coming in here and changing everything and taking what’smine.
“You stay the fuck away from that field,” I snarl at him, stopping in the middle of the garage.
His brows knit together as he stares at me. “What?”
“Don’t fucking touch it,” I say, unable to find any other words. There’s so much I want to say, but it’s all I can manage. I just know I need to protect it. Because I know what it needs and I want to give it a chance. Ineedto give it a chance.
He stiffens and takes a step towards me as his eyes narrow. “It’s myjob?—”
“Don’t!” I yell.
My voice echoes around the garage, and my pulse roars in my ears, drowning it out. I don’t even know where that came from…
I wish I could say more and explain why he can’t take it from me, but the words won’t come.
And I hate the way he’s looking at me right now. Like I’m someone to analyze instead of someone he used to know.
I stare back at him, and for a second, all I see are his eyes. The same warm brown eyes I used to look into when I was desperate for a lifeline.
But now they’re looking back at me like I’m the problem.
His mouth opens, and Al steps forward with a hand raised to intervene, but I don’t wait to hear what either of them has to say.
I turn and leave the garage, letting my feet carry me as I just keep walking with no idea where I’m going.
I just need to get away.
Fuck this.
TWENTY-ONE
I watchSilas disappear through the garage doors, and heat rises up my spine.
What the fuck? I know he’s pissed that I’m here, but now he’s going to interfere with my job? The job his dad hired me to do? Does he seriously hate methatmuch that he’d let the whole farm suffer just to push me out?
My jaw tightens as I turn to Al and find Rob next to him, both of them glancing between me and the door like they’re waiting for a bomb to go off.
“I’m going to have to make changes if I’m going to do this properly,” I say, lifting a shoulder in a shrug. “He’s going to have to deal with it.”
“Yeah,” Rob says, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “We know. It’s just…” He exhales. “I’m guessing nobody told you.”
I glance between them. “Told me what?”
“Silas has been working on that field,” Al says. “He’s been trying to bring it back, and Scott gave him one more year with it.”
Fuck.
I groan and rub a hand over my face.
Of fucking course.
“That’s why it hasn't been pulled,” Al adds. “I assume Scott forgot to fill you in.”
I nod, dropping my hand from my face. “Yeah.”
Like this is going to make him hate me any less.
“So…” Rob gives me a tight-lipped look. “You’re going to have to work together on that one.”
