Jacob watched as Allie tugged on the rope he had tied around her wrists this morning after their first stop. He hadn’t lied when he said he was taking her home. He was, but not to the one in the future.
“You can’t keep me tied forever, Jacob,” Allie growled.
“I don’t know,” he smirked. “I think having you tied to my bed might be fun.”
“Ha-ha! A regular comedian,” Allie snapped. “Really? Don’t you think this is a little low, even for you?”
Jacob glanced back at Allie’s mutinous face and shook his head. “Nope,” he replied.
“Oh lord,” she muttered in exasperation. “Jacob, be real, is this really the way you think a marriage should be?”
Jacob pulled his horse up. Pulling on the lead rope, he drew Allie’s horse even with his. He stared intently into her eyes as she glared back at him.
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