“So, you’re what?” I ask. “On the lam?” She gives me a scathing look. “None of your business.” “When you’re on the ranch, it is my business.” I don’t care, don’t want to know, but because Davis will ask, I better get it out of her while I can. “It’s a long story.” She tucks her chin into her shoulder. “Just…pretend I’m not here.” “Already on it.” “And you’re already a pain in my ass,” she snaps back. I take a sharp right onto a thin dirt road. “Good. One thing we agree on, honey.” Her eyes flash with annoyance. “Don’t call me honey.”
