Training the Heart (Silver Pines Ranch, #2)

by Paisley Hope

Cole reaches out a hand and passes Ginger his big navy parka. “Anyone ever told you to come more prepared, woman?” he bites out as she takes it eagerly from him, wrapping it around herself and pulling it tight. “Why would I need a big uncomfortable coat? I walked from my house to the car, from the car to your door. I forgot we were coming out here to watch Angel dash from the gate.” “Spring,” Cole corrects. “And that’s a piss-poor answer. What if your car breaks down?” Ginger thinks for a moment as if that possibility has never dawned on her. “I don’t know. I live my life one moment at a time,” she says as she buries her face into the fleece. “Besides, if I break down, some man of the law will have to come rescue me.” Her eyes tilt up to his and I almost see him grin at her. I realize it’s only because he’s laughing at his own response before he says it. “If it happens and you call me after your breakdown, you’ll be standing by the side of the road shivering, and I’ll be driving by, waving at you with my hot chocolate from my nice warm truck, holding up my winter fu—frickin’ coat.” “I think that still counts, Daddy,” Mabel pipes up. “You always have room for me in your passenger seat, Cole.” Ginger smirks. The sound of the gate closing interrupts their weird fucking banter as the ranch hands secure Rowan and Angel in the gate perfectly and Ivy blows out a breath as she waits to see if Angel stays calm when the gate clicks shut.