Chapter 6
Spring planting was finally finished.
Thank Christ.
Filthy, tired, and starving, Logan came in from the fields, thrilled to be done before dark. He’d earned a beer. And a shower. Maybe a beer in the shower. Yeah. That’d be a fitting reward for his accomplishment. Maybe he’d haul his ass into town to the tavern for a meal he didn’t have to wrangle himself. He checked his watch. It was early yet. Maybe he could convince Athena to join him.
He hadn’t seen her since she’d stopped by the farm a few days ago, but they’d been texting and had had a few more of those late-night conversations they’d managed in the wake of the wedding. Well, late for him. His farmer’s hours and her chef’s hours didn’t have a ton of overlap. She still hadn’t shared any details about the whole exploding c
