Chapter Seventeen
Something was wrong. And Cash had a damned good idea what it was. He swung his hammer, narrowly avoiding his finger, revisiting his interactions with Kate since the first night they’d spent together.
They were in a dance of avoidance, and it was clear he was going to have to be the one to break it. And that scared the s**t out of him. He could understand Kate wanting to protect herself. He’d read the stories online. The paparazzi were relentless where she was concerned. But they were both living half-truths, and he wanted more.
Come hell or high water, tonight he was coming clean. About everything. The tiny cabins he and the day crew from town had been working on were nearly complete, and he wanted a fresh start when they moved in. If she bolted, so be it. His heart st
