Chapter Thirty-Two
Near dawn, Jaxon slipped out from underneath the covers. He'd spent another sleepless night with Izzie in his arms, warring with himself. He needed fresh air, needed to think. He stepped into his pants and boots and pulled a T-shirt over his head. Scrawling a note for Izzie so she wouldn't worry, he stuffed a room key and his phone in his back pocket and quietly let himself out. Outside, he turned toward the fairgrounds.
Colton's words kept coming back to haunt him. "You'd be a damn fool to let someone like Izzie walk outta your life." Eerily similar to the same thing he'd told Izzie last night. "They'd have been fools not to make an offer." He was a fool for not making an offer. Was he? If he was going to break her heart, wasn't it better to do it now? While she could
