Chapter 13
Max watched Becca as she took sips of her coffee. She looked more relaxed than she’d seemed when he’d first met her in the ER. They were seated on the porch at the back of the house. Faint scents of pine and hay drifted in with the cool night breeze. Max passed Becca a blanket, and she wrapped it around her shoulders.
He’d spent some time thinking and praying about this conversation as he’d taken care of Bella earlier in the day, cleaned out her stall, and moved bales of hay. He knew Becca wouldn’t have come if not for Chloe, and he wanted to reassure her that he wasn’t going to bite or take advantage of her. Though he didn’t understand why she felt the way she did about him.
“What did you want to talk about?” Becca asked.
“I know you didn’t really want to be here, but I app
