When he’d told her he wanted to take her out to his family farm, Katy was trepidatious. In the passenger seat of the cab of his beat-up pickup, she sat up straighter and couldn’t stop herself from gasping.
“Ricky, what’s all this?” she exclaimed, her usually steady voice shooting up an octave in pitch.
Ricky had completely surprised her. Beneath the shadows of the sturdy bent oaks, he’d set up a canopied bed with delicate, twinkling fairy lights. There was also a campfire where a bottle of sparkling wine on ice was perched between comfortable wicker chairs.
She glanced over at him, his sandy-blonde curls bouncing around his forehead as he chuckled. “I take it you like it.”
Before he could switch off the engine, Katy leapt from the cab and craned her head skyward, inhaling deeply. “Of course I like it! Look at all those stars!”
Ricky climbed out of the truck, his cheeks dimpling with his genuine smile. That was among his best qualities: he didn’t hide his emotions around her, which was an overwhelmingly refreshing change. “Thank God,” he said. “You don’t want to know how long this took to set up. Not that I’m complaining, especially since I had help.”
She glanced around, not seeing a single fire ant hill, and grinned. “I take it you convinced Tyler to clear the pests?”
Ricky lifted one shoulder and reached for her hand. She intertwined her fingers with his as he led her to the chairs. “Like he needed convincing to use a bit of explosives.”
Katy lowered herself to her chair, sighing at the comfort of the thick pillow at her lower back. He offered her a drink, which she accepted, and they silently clinked glasses. She toasted to an uneasy yet hopeful...
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