Chapter 1
I couldn’t believe how fast everything could fall apart. A year ago, I had everything, a great career as a personal assistant, to the man that I loved, living in a huge, beautiful home. Had I real ly been that blind? Did I really miss the signs that should have put up a multitude of red flags? How could I have been such a huge fool?
Just then steam started shooting out from under the hood of my used car, snapping me out of my pity party. I can’t believe this I had bought the car last week, just for this trip. A trip I really hated to make. I was going home with my tail between my legs. I had called my dad yesterday and told him I was on my way home. I could hear his suspicion in his voice, but I just couldn’t go into details on the phone. It was going to be hard enough, to let him know in person his daughter was a fool and a failure. To top it off there would be no way I wouldn’t have to deal with Wyatt. My first love, my brother’s best friend, our neighbor and someone who truly did know I even existed. The reason I moved to California.
Now, my life was getting so much better. Not! I was ten miles from my home and my car had just decides to break down right our here in the middle of nowhere. My cell phone battery had died, leaving me with no way to call my father. Yup, this was going to be a day I would want to forget.
Even though it was only June, the late morning sun was beating down and sweat was rolling down my forehead. It had to be a hundred degrees outside. I knew I couldn’t stay in this car. The car had quickly turned into an oven.
Opening the door, I step out. I slammed the door shut as hard as I could. This day just keeps getting worse and worse, I swear. I walked to the front of the car and opened the hood. Steam bellowed out. I glanced down the deserted Montana road and swore. This couldn’t be happening to me right now.
After about a half hour had passed, I finally heard a vehicle coming down the road. It was a large red Ford 4x4, with mud splatters all over it. I stepped to the side of the road and started waving my arms above my head, to get the driver attention. The truck slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road just in front of my car. I saw the door open and someone with a black Stetson stepped out of the door.
The cowboy was tall, with broad shoulders and curly dark blonde hair, wearing tight jeans and light blue button down shirt. He walked around the end of the truck and tipped his hat up with his fingertips .He made his way over to the front of the car and gave me a brief look, before his gaze went to my car radiator.
“Having some car trouble miss?”
“Yes, steam started to come out from under the hood and I pulled it over to the side of the road. I don’t have any idea what’s wrong with it.”
He lifted his head and gave me a long look. Then a smile broke across his face. He pushed his Stetson up a little higher on his forehead.
“ Kenna ? Kenna Jamison is that you?”
I looked at the cowboy carefully and my mouth dropped opened. Of all the people that live in the Butte area, I had to run across Wyatt Walker. My day just keeps getting better and better by the minute.
“Wyatt?”
He picked me up into his arms for a hug and swung me around. Finally he sat me back down on my feet. Holding on to my shoulder he stepped back, holding me at arm length to get a good look at me.
“Well aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes, darlin. It’s been years, since I’ve laid eyes on you. Does your dad know you’re in the town?”
“He knows I’m on my way, I called him yesterday. But he has no idea I’m this close.”
“Well, your car has overheated and you can’t drive it, so let me give you a ride to your dad’s place. If you give me your keys, I’ll come back with Jesse and we’ll tow it to my mom’s place. When Josh comes back tomorrow, I’ll get him to look at it.”
Wyatt got a real good look at my car that was completely packed with
I couldn’t believe how fast everything could fall apart. A year ago, I had everything, a great career as a personal assistant, to the man that I loved, living in a huge, beautiful home. Had I real ly been that blind? Did I really miss the signs that should have put up a multitude of red flags? How could I have been such a huge fool?
Just then steam started shooting out from under the hood of my used car, snapping me out of my pity party. I can’t believe this I had bought the car last week, just for this trip. A trip I really hated to make. I was going home with my tail between my legs. I had called my dad yesterday and told him I was on my way home. I could hear his suspicion in his voice, but I just couldn’t go into details on the phone. It was going to be hard enough, to let him know in person his daughter was a fool and a failure. To top it off there would be no way I wouldn’t have to deal with Wyatt. My first love, my brother’s best friend, our neighbor and someone who truly did know I even existed. The reason I moved to California.
Now, my life was getting so much better. Not! I was ten miles from my home and my car had just decides to break down right our here in the middle of nowhere. My cell phone battery had died, leaving me with no way to call my father. Yup, this was going to be a day I would want to forget.
Even though it was only June, the late morning sun was beating down and sweat was rolling down my forehead. It had to be a hundred degrees outside. I knew I couldn’t stay in this car. The car had quickly turned into an oven.
Opening the door, I step out. I slammed the door shut as hard as I could. This day just keeps getting worse and worse, I swear. I walked to the front of the car and opened the hood. Steam bellowed out. I glanced down the deserted Montana road and swore. This couldn’t be happening to me right now.
After about a half hour had passed, I finally heard a vehicle coming down the road. It was a large red Ford 4x4, with mud splatters all over it. I stepped to the side of the road and started waving my arms above my head, to get the driver attention. The truck slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road just in front of my car. I saw the door open and someone with a black Stetson stepped out of the door.
The cowboy was tall, with broad shoulders and curly dark blonde hair, wearing tight jeans and light blue button down shirt. He walked around the end of the truck and tipped his hat up with his fingertips .He made his way over to the front of the car and gave me a brief look, before his gaze went to my car radiator.
“Having some car trouble miss?”
“Yes, steam started to come out from under the hood and I pulled it over to the side of the road. I don’t have any idea what’s wrong with it.”
He lifted his head and gave me a long look. Then a smile broke across his face. He pushed his Stetson up a little higher on his forehead.
“ Kenna ? Kenna Jamison is that you?”
I looked at the cowboy carefully and my mouth dropped opened. Of all the people that live in the Butte area, I had to run across Wyatt Walker. My day just keeps getting better and better by the minute.
“Wyatt?”
He picked me up into his arms for a hug and swung me around. Finally he sat me back down on my feet. Holding on to my shoulder he stepped back, holding me at arm length to get a good look at me.
“Well aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes, darlin. It’s been years, since I’ve laid eyes on you. Does your dad know you’re in the town?”
“He knows I’m on my way, I called him yesterday. But he has no idea I’m this close.”
“Well, your car has overheated and you can’t drive it, so let me give you a ride to your dad’s place. If you give me your keys, I’ll come back with Jesse and we’ll tow it to my mom’s place. When Josh comes back tomorrow, I’ll get him to look at it.”
Wyatt got a real good look at my car that was completely packed with
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