Wild Highway (Runaway Book 2)

So Gemma and I were keeping up appearances when we crossed paths at the lodge during the week. I didn’t stop

She let loose that smile, stealing my breath and the last piece of my heart

it allowed me the chance to work alone with Gemma.

If time with her meant mucking stalls, I’d called it a win.

Thanksgiving was approaching and the resort

and pretending to ignore the other. Then I’d leave first but instead of going home, I’d go to the cabin. By the time Gemma arrived, I’d have a fire roaring and was usually naked in bed, waiting

when I tell them about the property.” Maybe with her there, they wouldn’t disown me. Yet.

“Are you sure? This

I opened Gemma’s door, holding it for her as she climbed inside, then waved to Dad and reversed my truck out of his

It wasn’t for everyone but it was in Gemma. How could she not know that she fit here?

Maybe she needed more time. Maybe she

From there, I’d taken her to one of my favorite places on the ranch—the thousand acres situated directly behind my house.

I’d told

She looked comfortable in that seat, wearing my flannel and not minding the smell of dirt and hay that, no matter

My plan was to use the ranch’s capital reserves to pay the three-point-one-million-dollar price tag. The money was there and at my discretion. But