Chapter Eight: The Morning After
Kylie barely slept.
Again.
Which was officially becoming Nolan Hayes’s fault.
Every time she closed her eyes, she felt his hand on her waist all over again.
Heard that rough edge in his voice.
Saw the way he looked at her on the ridge like kissing her was something he was actively trying not to do.
And the worst part?
She didn’t think she would’ve stopped him.
Rain still tapped softly against the windows by morning, though the worst of the storm had passed. Fog rolled low across the mountains outside, wrapping Pine Ridge in pale gray mist.
The ranch looked softer today.
Quieter.
Almost peaceful.
Kylie hated that she was starting to understand why Nolan stayed here.
A knock sounded at her door around eight.
She immediately pulled the blanket h
