A smile curved her lips. Wes was busy talking on his cell phone in the other room. She could sneak out to her rental car and drive up to the ranch tonight and he wouldn’t even know she’d left. After hearing about Sophie, it was impossible to sit still. She grabbed her high heels, stepped into them, and snatched her car keys up from on top of the boxy old TV. With a quick tug she pulled the red dress’s hem down her thighs. Not an ideal outfit for this trip, but she’d left mid-cocktail party when she’d heard where Fenn was supposed to be. She’d barely had a chance to throw a few things in a bag before she’d sped to the airport and caught her flight.
The motel parking lot was quiet and dark. Only a few beams of light escaped the partially closed curtains from a few rooms. A glowing neon sign
