Heather did not call on Saturday. Levi couldn’t stay at the house without her, but he couldn’t live in a cabin an hour from his boarding stable, his goats, and his family. Oh, and if she did call, he wanted to be minutes from her, not hours.
So he’d moved into his office at the boarding stable. Sort of. He kept a fold-up cot in the closet, because sometimes the house he had to go home to was too empty and too big, and he’d put the cot outside the stall of his favorite horse at the moment and sleep there. None of his men had known, as Levi woke before dawn and put the cot away.
His sleeping arrangements were comfortable enough. A fifteen-foot by fifteen-foot room was all he needed. Bathroom down the hall. Drive-through for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, if he even ate.
He hadn’t canceled
