Wild and Wrangled (Rebel Blue Ranch, #4)

by Lyla Sage

“Are you two still friends?” Anne asked. “Kind of,” I said. “We didn’t really keep in touch while I was gone, but I’ve seen her a few times since I’ve been home.” I was giving Anne the quick and easy version of events. “Ah.” Anne nodded. “Sounds like there’s a story there.” I felt it then, the hope ember starting to burn and glow in my chest again. That motherfucker refused to be smothered, and it was nearly impossible to ignore. Honestly, I didn’t know if I wanted to smother it—didn’t know if I could see the world without it being lit by the glow, but I knew my life would probably be a hell of a lot easier if it just went out. I rolled my eyes. “You’re worse than my mom,” I said. “She came to see me this week, too.” That meant they probably spent a lot of time talking about me. “Well, don’t you have a packed social calendar,” I responded. Anne nodded. “That I do.” On the small table next to her chair, her phone chimed and lit up with a message. I could read who it was from. Ed Wyatt. Anne picked up her phone and unlocked it using her pointer finger. She smiled. “I’ve got a packed social calendar, and it looks like you’re about to have a new neighbor.” I swallowed hard. Here we go.