Chapter Eighteen
Jackson
A few weeks have passed since the fight with Trent, and I haven’t seen Kiera since. I can’t help but think she’s written me off for good, and Dr. Douchebag has finally gotten his wish. Things between us are tense, and the last horse that was supposed to be delivered was brought by Alexis. She’s avoiding me at all costs, and I’m half tempted to drive over to the Lazy Y Ranch and see what’s going on, but I don’t. If this is what she wants, so be it. I can avoid her too.
After my workday is over, my mind is all over the place. Knowing I can’t sit around, I grab a bottle of whiskey and tuck a few logs into a backpack. I hike the mile to our secret spot, drop the wood into the metal fire ring, and light it. Once the wood is popping, I sit on the ground, c***k open th
