Chapter Seventeen
Sterling paced impatiently through the barn. He itched to text Emma, better yet, hear her sweet voice over the phone. He’d only spoken to her once in the last two weeks, and he’d made a complete fool of himself. But it had been worth it to hear the laugh she’d tried to hide. And she must have thought about him too, because she’d texted several picture updates of the foreman’s residence.
It still burned him that Travis had insisted his place be built first. He hated the bulk of the work happened without him. He’d make it up on the other houses, though. Guard weekend couldn’t be avoided. And the trip to Montana to learn from the Horses Helping Heroes program had been invaluable. They all felt much better equipped to help anyone that came to the ranch.
But now he was home
