Dixie opened her mouth to say no. Why would she reveal her past to him? Except he knew her history. He wasn't one of her co-workers or her ex's army friend that only saw her as she presented herself.
"I was just thinking about how Mom and Dad always pushed me so hard. Because if I got a better education than they did, maybe I wouldn't be as trapped as they were. My family's poorness was always a point of contention with Jace, then-never mind."
"Hey. I mind." Benjamin's hand slid down to her elbow then her hand. "Talk to me?"
Dixie shook her head. No part of her wanted to poke at those wounds. She was doing just fine ignoring them.
"Okay. But if you change your mind, you know where I'm at." He squeezed her hand, holding on tight.
She glanced up at him and her stomach tightened. She had
