Chapter 7Up at 6:30 on Sunday morning, Melissa tiptoed around so she wouldn’t wake Jo, who had come in quite late. Seven thirty found her ready and waiting. It seemed like hours, but the blue and silver pickup drawing a matching horse trailer rolled into the parking lot at seven-forty, five minutes ahead of the appointed time. Melissa heaved a sigh of relief. She could not abide people who had no concept of time!
She shot out the door and streaked across the lot before Lawton came to a complete stop. He watched her, a half-smile softening his strong features, as she climbed in and fastened the seat belt without any prompting.
“Well, you’re sure bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning.”
“Just ‘cause I’m an eastern city girl doesn’t mean I’m a slug-a-bed who can’t get up with the rooste
