Page 68 of Micah

She started Plus Size Life with Esme and a Van after Benji blew their marriage to hell by believing Paul's lies.

Water under the bridge now.

Hell, they're disgustingly happy these days.

Turns out all it took was surviving a murderous stalker, an accidental fake marriage, Vegas, and getting legally hitched for real.

Simple.

And now she's pivoted.

Something about Married Life with Esme and the Ranch. Or maybe Life on the Ranch.

Hell if I know.

Whatever it's called, people eat that shit up.

Watching Benji pretend he isn't completely whipped is apparently quality entertainment.

Good for them.

They've earned it.

Me?

I spent the whole damn drive wishing I was somewhere else.

Specifically...

The Watering Hole.

Three days.

Three fucking days.

That's how long it's been since I kissed Sloane behind the bar after changing the filters in her van.

Three days without seeing her.

Without hearing her laugh.

Without making sure she got home safe.

I don't like it.

Not one damn bit.

By the time Alex hops out of the truck back at Jersey Iron Ranch, I'm already halfway to my cabin.

“You heading into town?” he calls after me.

“Yeah.”

“You gonna see?—”

“No.”

He grins.