Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
He winked at the camera, stood, and walked out of the room, then the picture went black. Lily and Rose both sighed and fell back onto the floor where they were sitting.
“If I don’t find a love like that, I don’t want love.” Lily sighed, as everyone else in the room chuckled.
I was still staring at the TV, smiling so big my cheeks were beginning to ache, when Lincoln squeezed my hand. “Nothing makes me happier than to see that smile on your face, Kipton.”
“He puts it there,” I whispered. Turning to look at Lincoln, I asked, “Can I actually be this happy?”
She wiped a tear away. “Yes. Yes, darling girl, you can.”
I couldn’t take lying in bed a minute longer. I pushed the covers off and headed to the bathroom. After brushing my teeth and pulling my hair into a pony, I quickly got dressed. Sweatpants and a Montana State sweatshirt were the first things I found, so I put them on.
Grabbing my phone, I sent Aspen a text. She’d gotten back from Italy late last night. It wasn’t yet six in the morning here, but it was two hours later in New York City, where they were staying for one night before heading back to Bozeman tomorrow.
Me: Did you watch it?
Her reply came instantly.
Aspen: Jesus, Mary, and all the saints, Kipton. That boy…no, MAN…is so in love with you it’s unreal!
I giggled and did a little dance.
Me: I shouldn’t do it, but I’m going to go visit him this morning, and to hell with the cameras. I need to see him.
Aspen: Run! Don’t walk! Call me later!
Me: Will do! Hugs and kisses!
I slipped on my Ugg boots, grabbed a jacket, scarf, and hat, then quietly made my way through the house. I took the keys to Lincoln’s Jeep and headed to the garage.
I thought I heard someone in the kitchen. Hunter’s parents were early risers, of course, but usually not this early. I slipped outside before anyone could see me.
The entire way to the cabin, I replayed everything from last night. The way we’d snuggled together during the movie. The dances. That kiss before I left.
Pulling up behind Hunter’s truck, I drew in a deep breath and smiled. I debated just texting him to meet me outside to avoid the cameras.
“Fuck it,” I said with a giggle, repeating his own words before opening the door and slipping out of the Jeep. I started for the cabin when the front door opened. I came to an abrupt halt when I saw who was leaving.
Holding a dress over her arms, wearing oversized sweatpants and a University of Montana sweatshirt, Kimber softly shut the front door—then yelped when she saw me. “Kipton!”
I slowly shook my head and took a few steps back. No. Hunter would never do this to me.
With a smug smile, she said, “I don’t think Hunter was expecting you this morning.”
Bile rushed into my throat as I looked around. His truck was here, which meant he was home. No one else was out this early in the morning, and the only people who could access the footage from the house were Jack and Travis. It wasn’t like I could just demand to see it.
My heart felt like it crashed to the ground.
When my eyes landed back on Kimber, she shrugged. “Men are all pigs. But damn, he knows what he’s doing in bed.”
Spinning around so fast, I slipped and fell. I could hear Kimber’s laughter as I got myself back on my feet and into the Jeep. She called out something, but I didn’t hear her because my heart was pounding in my ears.
I turned the key, managed to get the Jeep turned around, and floored it. I needed to leave. I couldn’t stay here for another second.
Fumbling to find my phone, I grabbed it and hit Aspen’s number.
“Hey, I thought you were going to surprise your man?”
A sob burst from my chest. I couldn’t even talk.
“Kipton? Kipton! What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
I shook my head as tears streamed down my face. “I need to leave. Now. Aspen, I need to leave right now.”
“Can you tell me what happened?”
“He slept with Kimber.”
“What!” she yelled through the phone. “Okay, I have a friend who lives in Hamilton. Um, let me give her a call. She can pick you up at the ranch.”
“No. I can’t go back. Can she meet me in town?”
“What about your stuff?”
“I don’t care about it or the stupid money anymore, Aspen! I need…I need… I just need to leave!”
“Hold on, don’t hang up. I’m going to call her on the other line.”
I knew I was driving too fast, and I needed to slow down, but the only thing I could think about was how badly I needed to get off this ranch and away from Hunter Shaw. As far away as I could.