Shay kept the mood between her and Austin light, carefree, playful, fun, as they lit up the ranch and then left it in their rear-view mirror.
She did love the Burger Barn. The California bacon burger was to die for. And her mouth watered at the mere thought of sweet potato fries. But her stomach was not playing nice with the few sips of tea she’d swallowed at her cabin. How was she going to eat an entire basket of food?
Austin had every right to be angry with his father, if the stories he told about the man were even half true. His dad did manipulate him, tell him things that weren’t true, all of it.
But wasn’t Shay doing the same thing?
No. She physically shook her head as the word reverberated inside her head. He’d never asked her if she planned to get married. They weren’t anywhere
