Chapter Thirty-Eight
An ice-cold lump settled in the pit of Jaxon's belly as he pulled his livestock out of Dodge City, and it remained there the five-hour drive back to Prairie. For the first time ever, he considered bailing out on the Capizzi-Boyd Sunday night dinner. He just couldn't face Izzie after the awful things he'd said the evening before.
As he pulled the rig to a stop in the barnyard, Jaxon spied Robbie and Catalina waiting on the back porch. Taking his sweet time, Jaxon hopped out of the rig and made his way to the porch, pausing with a boot on the bottom step. "You here to punch me again?"
Jaxon didn't have the energy for a brawl, but he wouldn't take that kind of s**t on his own property - oldest friend or not. Especially given that said oldest friend was now the keeper o
