CHAPTER 3: SNEAKING OUTIT WAS QUITE A HIKE around the property, walking at least ten minutes to a massive pen where the ranch’s cows were kept. In the middle of the pen stood another large barn, but Scarlett wasn’t inclined to make the trek inside, given the sandals she still wore on her feet.
By the time the tour was done, they had walked for nearly an hour as Austin chatted easily about the history of the ranch. Apparently Mr. Cole was a unique breed. While ranches were often opened to tourists to bring in extra income, the ranch here needed no financial bolstering. Austin’s father had opened the ranch to visitors for the sole purpose of sharing the love he had for his lifestyle with others.
“Lucas isn’t too happy with dad, as I’m sure you could tell. He actually has his own ranch esta
