Chapter 23
“I don’t care who you f*****g are. I never want to see you again.”
Andrew’s words reverberated through her head over the next few hours, which Roxxy spent alone, after once again taking solace in the hay barn. But this time when the barn door opened it wasn’t Andrew, but Layla.
“Oh good, you’re here,” she said. “A few of the ranch hands told me you might be.”
Roxxy winced, thinking of the ever-present ranch hands, all of whom had thought she was the woman now asking how to find her. “Is everyone mad at me?”
“No,” Layla answered, sitting down beside her. “Just really, really curious. You can kind of tell it’s taking every ounce of politeness they have not to grill me about what’s going on. But it’s not so bad. You should come back out. We could go to dinner. You probably hav
