Chapter 7
Amy hadn’t laughed so much in one day in…well, in never, truth be told. For all his country accent and “aw, shucks” manner, Tony was the most intelligent man she’d met in a long, long time. At least who wasn’t family.
As he’d relaxed, his smile came out more and more. They’d spent the afternoon trying to one-up each other, saying the next line before the characters on screen could.
It was a close thing, but she was sure she’d won.
After the movies, they returned to the office so she could change into a pair of boots, then went out on the trail before the sun went down. He told her about every plant and tree they passed, and she got to educate him on which birds were singing.
Their shoulders brushed occasionally, and if that was an accident on his part, it certainly wasn’t on
