Chapter Ten
She fisted her hands, twisting her sweater between her fingers as the silence lingered like a dead weight. Ben Wilde, a man who had turned her world and emotions upside down in less than twenty-four hours, was behind the wheel of her father’s truck. She was in the passenger side, and she struggled not to stare. His energy filled the space between them, and the power seeping from him was unnerving. The attraction that simmered every time they were together had softened her toward him—not that she believed in him or wanted to rally to his side for this oil project, because she didn’t.
She had once stood hand in hand with her community, dead set against this pipeline project, but having Ben Wilde here, talking to her, listening to her, inserting himself into her life, had her ra
