some jeans, rolling up the bottoms, and a light long-sleeved deep-V-neck shirt before grabbing my jacket and running back to the living room.
“Ready!” Gage’s smile stopped me in my tracks. Dear Lord, he was so handsome. And there were those dang dimples again. Those things alone could reduce me to a puddle on the floor.
“If you want, we can go eat somewhere, or we can just grab some burgers.”
“And you aren’t going to tell me where we’re going?”
He put a hand on the small of my back as he led me out of the apartment. “I don’t even know where we’re going, Cass. Really. I just wanted to go for a drive with you.”
“Fine, don’t tell me. Burgers are fine.”
Gage chuckled and shook his head as he shut my door.
Okay, so he was being serious. He really did just want to go for a drive. We’d drive, and if we came to a T in the road, he told me to choose which way to go, and every now and then we’d take a random road just because it was the first one we’d come across in a while. After a little over an hour and a half, it was already dark outside and he pulled over into a small field.
“Uh, is this the part where you kill me and leave me in the woods?”
“Now, why would I do that? Who would keep me fed?”
I smacked his arm and he pretended it actually hurt. “Rude.”
“You in a hurry to get home?”
“Doesn’t matter.” Lie. I didn’t want this night to end. We’d kept the windows down and sang to the radio. I’d propped my feet up on the dash, and Gage had his arm resting behind me on top of the seat. In between songs we’d tease each other, and I don’t think either of us had stopped smiling since we’d gotten in the truck. Tonight was simple and perfect. “Up to you.”
“Well then.” He put his truck into park, turned it off, and got out.
“Where are you going?” I asked as he rounded the front, coming to me. He opened up my door and stepped back, waiting for me to join him. When I did, he reached in the back and pulled out a blanket.
“Why don’t you join me?” He climbed into the bed of his truck, reaching down to give me a hand as well. After we were sitting down, our backs up against the cab, he wrapped the blanket around us and I snuggled closer to his side.
I was wrong. Now it was a perfect night. “I like this. It’s so quiet and peaceful.”
He grunted an agreement and held me tighter. “Makes me miss the ranch.”
“When are you going back?”
“Christmas probably. You gonna come with me?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t even thought about the holidays. I’ll probably have to work. I do want to go though; you did promise to teach me how to ride.”
“I’ll teach you a lot of things there. How to ride, how we take care of the place, how to shoot.”
“Shoot?” I leaned away and looked at his face, my eyes wide. “Guns? Like, real guns?”
“Uh, yeah. Do you not want to?”
I was shaking just thinking about it. “Are you insane?”
“You shouldn’t be scared of them. Guns should be respected, not feared.”
“Gage! They kill people!”
His expression deadpan, he said, “Cars kill people too, Cass.” He sighed and pulled me to his side again. “They do, but it’s the people who do the killing. Anything you come in contact with on a regular basis can kill someone.” His voice got soft and he started making lazy circles on my arm.
“But that’s just it—things I come in contact with on a regular basis, which makes them normal. I’ve only seen a gun on TV, so they’re definitely not normal to me.”
“Cassidy, I have two in my room.”
“ What?! Why? Why would you need them in your room?”
Gage laughed lightly. “To protect you, darlin’. You should see in our house on the ranch. We have so many we don’t know what to do with them all.”
“Gage, that’s weird. Why do you have them?”
“It’s not weird. This is Texas, I assure you it’s common. Out on the ranch, they come in handy with things that
“Ready!” Gage’s smile stopped me in my tracks. Dear Lord, he was so handsome. And there were those dang dimples again. Those things alone could reduce me to a puddle on the floor.
“If you want, we can go eat somewhere, or we can just grab some burgers.”
“And you aren’t going to tell me where we’re going?”
He put a hand on the small of my back as he led me out of the apartment. “I don’t even know where we’re going, Cass. Really. I just wanted to go for a drive with you.”
“Fine, don’t tell me. Burgers are fine.”
Gage chuckled and shook his head as he shut my door.
Okay, so he was being serious. He really did just want to go for a drive. We’d drive, and if we came to a T in the road, he told me to choose which way to go, and every now and then we’d take a random road just because it was the first one we’d come across in a while. After a little over an hour and a half, it was already dark outside and he pulled over into a small field.
“Uh, is this the part where you kill me and leave me in the woods?”
“Now, why would I do that? Who would keep me fed?”
I smacked his arm and he pretended it actually hurt. “Rude.”
“You in a hurry to get home?”
“Doesn’t matter.” Lie. I didn’t want this night to end. We’d kept the windows down and sang to the radio. I’d propped my feet up on the dash, and Gage had his arm resting behind me on top of the seat. In between songs we’d tease each other, and I don’t think either of us had stopped smiling since we’d gotten in the truck. Tonight was simple and perfect. “Up to you.”
“Well then.” He put his truck into park, turned it off, and got out.
“Where are you going?” I asked as he rounded the front, coming to me. He opened up my door and stepped back, waiting for me to join him. When I did, he reached in the back and pulled out a blanket.
“Why don’t you join me?” He climbed into the bed of his truck, reaching down to give me a hand as well. After we were sitting down, our backs up against the cab, he wrapped the blanket around us and I snuggled closer to his side.
I was wrong. Now it was a perfect night. “I like this. It’s so quiet and peaceful.”
He grunted an agreement and held me tighter. “Makes me miss the ranch.”
“When are you going back?”
“Christmas probably. You gonna come with me?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t even thought about the holidays. I’ll probably have to work. I do want to go though; you did promise to teach me how to ride.”
“I’ll teach you a lot of things there. How to ride, how we take care of the place, how to shoot.”
“Shoot?” I leaned away and looked at his face, my eyes wide. “Guns? Like, real guns?”
“Uh, yeah. Do you not want to?”
I was shaking just thinking about it. “Are you insane?”
“You shouldn’t be scared of them. Guns should be respected, not feared.”
“Gage! They kill people!”
His expression deadpan, he said, “Cars kill people too, Cass.” He sighed and pulled me to his side again. “They do, but it’s the people who do the killing. Anything you come in contact with on a regular basis can kill someone.” His voice got soft and he started making lazy circles on my arm.
“But that’s just it—things I come in contact with on a regular basis, which makes them normal. I’ve only seen a gun on TV, so they’re definitely not normal to me.”
“Cassidy, I have two in my room.”
“ What?! Why? Why would you need them in your room?”
Gage laughed lightly. “To protect you, darlin’. You should see in our house on the ranch. We have so many we don’t know what to do with them all.”
“Gage, that’s weird. Why do you have them?”
“It’s not weird. This is Texas, I assure you it’s common. Out on the ranch, they come in handy with things that
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