Chapter Five
Blake pulled up outsideone of his barns and parked.He came around the vehicle to let Hanna out, then yelled for a few of his guys.
“Rick, take someone to get my truck.It’s at the Baptist Cemetery.”
The man looked at Hanna in curiosity and appreciation before barking at another man to help.
Blake took her hand and pulled her into the barn.“I think you’ll like what I’m going to show you.”
She glanced around and tried to keep up with his stride.
They came to a stall.He let go of her hand and opened it to show her the two tiny calves lying in a stack of straw.
“Oh, my.”
He smiled at the look on her face.“They are twins.We lost...”He stopped when he realized what he was about to say and stopped.The last thing she wanted to hear about was the mama cow dying.“Anyway, they need to be bottle-fed now.”
She knelt down in the straw next to one and started to pet it.“Can I help?”
“Yes.This is one of the reasons I brought you here.I thought you’d enjoy this.Let me go get the bottles and be right back.”
He was back within five minutes.His heart jerked in his chest when he caught her sitting against the side of the stall with her shoes off and one of the calves in her lap.He gritted his teeth at the overwhelming need to hold her at that moment.He knew he felt strongly for her, but seeing her like this...He’d lost his heart to her a long time ago, but right then, he made her a part of his soul.
How could you not love a beautiful woman in a fancy dress, parked in the straw with a calf in her lap?It just showed him how extraordinary she was and how well they fit each other.
He cleared his throat.“Here we go.”He handed her one of the bottles, sat by the other calf, and started feeding it.He watched the gentle smile that crossed her face when her calf ate hungrily at the bottle she held.
“What do you do?”he asked her.
She glanced at him.“I’m a graphic designer.”
His eyes widened.“Wow.Is that what you went to college for?”
She nodded.“Yes.That and business.”
“You have two degrees?”
“Yes.For the first two years, I crammed every class I could handle and was able to work a little for extra expenses at the same time.”
“Why?”
“Because my scholarship was for four years, I could take as many classes as possible.I got room and board, so I didn’t have to work full-time.”
“I knew you got a scholarship.You were always the smartest person in the class.”
She stared at him in shock.“How would you know that?”
“We had three classes together, remember?”
