Chapter Two
COLTON
The mornings come way too quickly, especially when I stay up late. Working on a ranch means every day is an early one, but it’s brutal when I don’t go to bed until after two a.m. Braxton, one of my best friends who’s also a ranch hand, wanted to go to the Honky Tonk bar last night, and since I owed him one, I agreed. That meant drinking past our personal limits, having Jake, Braxton’s roommate, drive us home, and me riding a four-wheeler to work before dawn. Luckily, I was able to rent a house from Jackson’s wife, Kiera. When she moved in with him, she needed to find a tenant, so I hopped on the opportunity. With a cleared half-mile trail leading straight to the B&B, it’s easy for me to ride a horse or take a four-wheeler to work.
Jackson’s family owns the Bishop ranc
