Chapter 6
“I would feel better if the boys were in here with us,” Diana said. She was brushing out her boyish short red hair. Jed had always loved her hair, her long, silky, vibrant red locks. She had always worn it down, that is, until her mother showed up—a woman with the same vibrant hair and big blue eyes as her daughter. Seeing her mother had rocked her world in ways Jed hadn’t realized, and the very next day, Diana had driven into town and cut all her hair off. He’d been shocked that she hadn’t run it by him, but then again, his response would have been “Hell, no!”
There’d been something about those silky long locks. He had loved dragging his hands through them, winding up those long tresses in his fingers and holding her to him. The last time she’d gotten down on her knees and tas
