She smiled and nodded.“Yes, very much.How about you?”
He was startled for a moment.“No one’s ever asked me that.”
“Why?”
“It was always understood I’d take over.I went to college for ranch management and then came home.My life has pretty much been mapped out for me since I was born.”
“Does it drive you crazy?”she asked.
He thought about it.“No, I think if I didn’t love the ranch so much, I might resent it.But I feel I’m where I’m supposed to be.How about you?”
“I enjoy what I do very much, but I don’t like living in a city.”
“If you could move back here, would you?”
“I’m not sure.I wouldn’t be able to live in the house.Too many bad memories.The fact I’d have to deal with my sister is another big drawback.”
He thought about how he could fix it so she could.He’d have to think about it some more.
They pulled up to the little house she grew up in.His head jerked to her when a moan slid from her.He followed her gaze and cursed.
The door was open, barely hanging on a hinge.From what he could see from where he sat, the inside had been demolished.
Blake got out and came around to help her down.He cursed under his breath when he felt how shaky she was.
“We’ll get this taken care of, baby.You’re not alone.”He grabbed her hand and walked them into the house.
It was demolished.Everything was broken.It looked like whoever did the vandalism took a sledgehammer to the walls, kitchen cabinets, and counter.Even the sink was dented.
“Holy shit.Who would do this?”Bonzer, his ranch hand, said when he came through the door.
“My sister.”
Chapter Eight
Both men jerked aroundto gawk at her.
