Karla’s pulse took all of her concentration. All of her body’s brain power. She’d made it to Shiloh Ridge, and Cache was standing right in front of her.
“Are you going to say anything?” he asked.
Karla had never said a whole lot. She showed. Her coming all this way should mean something to him, and by the way he gazed at her with that soft glint in his eye, it did.
“I didn’t want to wait for you to come back on Sunday,” she said. “I asked Scarlett to take care of the cows, and she said she would.”
He nodded, glancing to his right where something crunched in the woods. Karla didn’t like all the trees, how closed in this ranch felt. She took another step toward Cache.
“I know you said you didn’t love me, and that’s fine. Really, it is.” She pressed her fingertips together, trying to get
