As I’m drifting off, I murmur into his chest. “I can’t believe you’re here taking care of me instead of trying to find someone at the wedding to take home. The whole town was there tonight.” It’s a long time before he replies, so long that I must be asleep. Because there’s no way I heard him right. But I swear his whispers, “There’s only one woman I’ve ever wanted in Fontana Ridge, Finley.”
