*Ethan*
A week later, galloping my horse through the freezing rain, I ignore the sleet that pricks my face and curse the weather for turning foul so quickly, curse the farmer who needed help pushing a wagon out of the mud, curse my need to have an active role in managing the estates, to check on the tenants, to ensure all is well. And the fact that I did not take a car.
I consider for all of a heartbeat returning to the farm and taking shelter there until the storm passes, but I know Josie would worry, and my entire purpose behind his ruse is to ensure that she doesn’t get upset.
And blast it all, I don’t want to go another moment without seeing her. I want to enjoy an evening spent in her company, dining and conversing. Going to bed.
That I am content just lying with her has been a re
