“How was your Thanksgiving?” Chance asked the two newest members of the Bullhaven family, now temporarily quartered in a private pasture at the Circle H.
“Mine was the best I’ve ever had.” He set out premium feed. “You think I’m exaggerating, but I’m not.”
Even though Molly had sort of kicked him out at the end, he’d left with a warm feeling in his chest that had continued through the night and had still lingered there when he woke up, maybe because he was going to see her again soon.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re right. I’ve got it bad...” But there were worse things than knowing what you wanted. And what he wanted right now was a Christmas holiday spent with Molly. And her adorable son.
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