Chapter 13
The cold eventually chased us from the bed.
“Sorry,” Colten said as we hurriedly dressed. “The hills don’t give me a lot of sunshine, and I don’t waste the electricity on heat when I’m not here.”
“Don’t worry about it. My damned Arizona blood ruined me. Plus, I was starting to get hungry. Is there something here I can cook for you?”
Colten looked at me in surprise and I realized I’d invited myself over for dinner. Maybe he wanted me gone as soon as possible.
“I mean, or I can drive you back to your dad’s farm. Whatever you want.”
He stepped up to me, his flannel shirt held in his hand. “I’m continually amazed by you, Marty. I don’t even know why you’re here with me right now. And then you say something so sweet, like you want to cook me dinner. I’m a bit overwhelmed.”
“Yo
