Nick was standing near the sleigh after they’d brought the final group of people back. He’d already gotten the horses bedded down for the night and now he was waiting to go back to the ranch with Grier. Watching Grier interact with her townsfolk was a revelation. His prim and proper administrative assistant with the no-nonsense expression during working hours, was a boisterous, giggling and very well-loved member of the community.
He realized it must have been torture for her to leave all this closeness behind to move to an impersonal city such as New York. It spoke to the depths of the pain she must have been feeling when her cousin and the fuckhead screwed her over. If she was so distraught she left her town behind, it was saying something. It was also no wonder she didn’t make a lot o
