Chapter Fifteen
Ty made sure he was out of the trailer before Maybelle woke. He’d checked in on her when he’d returned the night before, pulling back her curtain just enough to make sure she was okay. The sight of her sleeping peacefully with just the slightest hint of a snore, curls spread across her pillow, Fluffy nestled in the crook of her arm, was enough to chase his breath away. His throat closed. In another lifetime, they might have been perfect for each other.
He made his way across the fairgrounds and over to the hotel, where he’d agreed to meet Colt, Cody, Trace, and Tony Cruz — a friend of theirs who was also part of the Prairie fire brigade. They were all waiting for him when he arrived.
“How’d our problem child fare last night?” Colt asked with a smirk.
“Sleeping it off.”
