That night, Sissy lay in bed, the wrestle on Dave’s face playing through her mind. It shouldn’t be that hard for him to decide to kiss her or not. And yet, he seriously looked like he was trying to solve the world’s hardest riddle—or diffuse a bomb, which the man actually knew how to do.
Foolishness pinched behind her closed eyes. Why couldn’t she fall asleep? She was exhausted from getting up early every morning, all the girly talking she’d done that weekend. First, once the announcement had been made, she’d spent hours and hours in the homestead with all the other woman, talking to Adele about everything.
Scarlett had participated, but Sissy had seen her wipe her eyes and disappear down the hall twice. She wasn’t sure if anyone else had noticed, and she’d almost gone after the ranch ow
