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Again.
Then his expression softened.
Just a little.
"You okay?"
The question caught me off guard.
Because this time he wasn't talking about the fence.
Or the boys.
Or the ranch.
He meant Gerald.
The smile slipped.
Just for a second.
And that was enough.
Beast saw it.
Of course he did.
The man missed nothing.
"I'm fine."
The answer came too quickly.
We both knew it.
His jaw tightened.
Mine did too.
Neither of us pushed.
Not yet.
Then a truck appeared at the end of the ranch road.
Dust rising behind it.
My stomach dropped.
Instantly.
Every ounce of humor vanished.
Beast saw the change immediately.
The fear.
The tension.
