“Night, cowgirl.” I hear the smile in her voice when she says, “I like that nickname better.” “Let’s sleep in a little, yeah?” I find myself asking. “I know I said I’d take you home early, but if I’m being honest, I’d really like you to stay.” Mollie goes still. “Cash Rivers wants to sleep in?” “Just a little,” I say with a chuckle. “I won’t set an alarm. Fair warning: I’ll probably be up early anyway.”
