“Hey, Ma,” Dwayne called as he entered the homestead, Felicity just a few steps behind him. They’d unloaded the horses into their own stalls, and they seemed content for now. With the truck and trailer back in the vehicle shed, Dwayne’s stomach grumbled for something to eat.
And he needed a break from the beautiful woman trailing him around the ranch. He hadn’t been out with anyone in years, and he wasn’t sure if her small talk was meant to be polite or if she was genuinely trying to be friends with him. His brain hurt from spending a couple of hours with her, and his muscles screamed at him for a release. If he could introduce her to his parents, maybe his dad would take over the tour of the ranch.
But today, the homestead stood empty, without the scent of maple bacon, or pancakes, or e
