May sucked her bottom lip between her teeth as Kurt bumped the truck down the dirt road to the cabin community in the middle of the ranch. She could still taste him on her mouth, and that only fueled her frustration.
He wanted to reduce his hours right when she needed to increase hers. They seemed to be moving in opposite directions, and she didn’t know how to get on the same page with him. She felt caught in a riptide, being sucked out to sea, while he swam effortlessly toward shore.
He’d said he didn’t care how much she worked, but she didn’t quite believe him. Help me believe him, she prayed for the tenth time since he’d pulled back onto the road and continued toward the ranch.
Help me believe himBut Luke’s voice was always there. Always saying he’d give her the time she needed and t
