She wasn’t coherent and she spoke with her voice muffled against his shirt, but he still understood.
“Kit, Kit, it’s okay. I forgive you. You’ve done all you could to make things right, and that’s good enough for me. You can stay here as long as you want to. I’ve got to go back to Tucson on Sunday night, but I’ll leave right now if you prefer.”
She stiffened in his embrace, pulled back to the limit of his hold, and looked up. “You’re not mad? You don’t hate me and never want to see me again?”
“Oh, I was mad. Mad as a bee-stung bear. I didn’t want to believe Jason when he told me about the land deal, but there was just too much evidence to deny. I probably should’ve confronted you on the way home, but I didn’t think I could keep my cool. I inherited my dad’s temper and he could be pretty
