The Rancher's Homecoming

She must have seen the urge reflected in his eyes because she retreated a step—just like she’d done yesterday when they first met and again last night when he picked her up on the way home.

Would she ever stop being wary of him? And if she did, what then?

Nothing, he thought. Even if they were able to move past their unhappy history, the timing was off, for both of them, and no amount of wishing would change that.