Chapter 22
Marcus found himself sitting on his porch, shaded from the overbearing sun. His eyes scanned down his driveway, past his old barn, and focused on his few cattle.
I could make it work.
It was true, he had money. Not a lot, but enough for rural Arizona. He could buy more heads of cattle, repair his fence, and get into the ranching business. It was something he’d always been interested in, something he hoped he could go into if his stint as a Sheriff ended up being short lived…
And it’s looking like it will.
He tried to keep his mind off of what had just happened with Angie in his bedroom. He had wanted it, more than anything else in the world. A wave of happiness flowed through him when he thought about the softness of her lips upon his own, the lightness of her fingert
