Lydia paused outside the entrance to the church, heart pounding. She shouldn’t be this nervous, she was more than ready to see Colt. Keeping herself from him the last week had been sheer t*****e. She’d lain in bed counting the hours as the moon tracked across the sky, willing herself to not cut across her property to his, to not meet him in the barn for a midnight tryst.
Cassie’s hand came to rest on her back. “Do you have the check?”
“Are you sure about this?” Lexi asked.
“As sure as I know my own name,” Lydia answered with conviction.
Carolina wrapped her in a fierce hug, putting on a brave face in spite of the lines of grief still showing around her eyes. “Then go get your man. Will thirty minutes be enough? I saw Gloria McPherson sitting in the parking lot.”
“Fifteen will be plent
