Chapter Nine
Hope stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She twisted another around her soaking hair, and padded down the hall to her old bedroom. Covering those cocky young cowboys in pink paint had been so worth it. And the expressions on Axe and Gunn’s faces when they realized she’d pulled one over on them… priceless. Hopefully now they’d give her some space.
She paused in the doorway, scanning the room. Her suitcase lay open on the window seat under the dormer. Horse posters and a heart-shaped collage of her favorite country stars covered the pink wall over her bed. A white and gold princess vanity stood across from the bed. Even though she’d been an unabashed tomboy growing up, she’d gone through a frilly princess phase at about ten years old. And while the vanity
