“Please tell me you weren’t f*****g in the barn again? Romping in the hay like an animal. You do realize it’s cold as hell outside right now?” I arch a brow, wondering if he has a death wish or if he’s just crazy.
He laughs, plops on the couch, kicks off his boots, and closes his eyes. “Why do you think I came home? Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to catch a few z’s before I have to be at work in two hours.”
“You did it to yourself. Hope she was worth it,” I add, knowing his schedule is full of horseback riding today.
“Totally worth it,” he says, rolling over onto his side, dismissing me with his middle finger.
After I place the lid on my coffee, I grab my cowboy hat and walk out shaking my head, trying to put all the pieces of the puzzle together. River is moving to Texas. She’s havin
