- small town
- grumpy/sunshine
- sheriff
- slow burn
- who hurt you
- western
- forced proximity
- someone's trying to kill her
fav parts from the book:
Looking down, he realized just how much he towered over her. Her legs buckled beneath her and she collapsed down towards the ground, shuttered sobs piercing the surrounding air. Hank caught her, easily sweeping her body up in his arms, walking to the quiet lounge. He set her down in a chair, making sure she was steady enough that she would not tumble out when he moved. She needed something to drink or eat. It looked like she was seconds away from shock. When he sat down, her head fell forward into her hands and sobs wracked her body. A desire to wrap her up in his arms felt like it punched him in the stomach, but he knew better. Hank settled on just sitting beside her, hoping his presence was enough support
“Did you stay to give me a ticket?” She sniffled, trying to smile.
“No, sunshine. I didn’t.” He tried to make his voice steady, but her
me.”
“Did you even see the way he looked at you just then? Like you were the most fragile piece of glass and it was his job to protect you? My panties almost melted off at the intensity.”
Sunshine, do you really think I’m going to have you sleep on the couch? Besides it being the most ungentlemanly thing I can think of, the living room is very exposed. I don’t want anyone looking in the windows and seeing you there. I’ll be close to the door so I can protect you if someone tries to come in.”
Lord, those were definitely not the words she needed to hear right now. She’d almost forgotten the reason she was here. It had almost been enough to just flirt with Hank, to pretend like someone wasn’t trying to scare her, or maybe even worse, hurt her.
Hank took her hand.
“Sorry, Daisy. I didn’t mean to upset you.”
This home, in the beginning, was where he saw his future children living. Having breakfast all around the island in the kitchen, family game nights in the living room. But as the years passed, no woman ever lived up to the dream. He couldn’t see kids growing up there anymore. But he’d seen them playing on the tire swing in Daisy’s yard. He’d thought about a little blonde-haired girl, with Daisy’s piercing blue eyes, running through the sunflower fields chasing after a little boy with his dark features. The dream of what this house would hold was too precious to him to dirty with one-night stands or women who were just passing through his life. But now that Daisy was here, and he’d heard her laughter bounce off the walls, he’d smelled her delicately floral scent fill the rooms as they walked through, he didn’t want to think about letting her go.
“Yes. He was driving me crazy, but that’s when I knew he had it bad. You were never just someone he felt obligated to help.”
“What did he ask you?”
“Oh, everything from if you were sleeping enough to if he should be worried about how you refused to take your pain medication. He even asked me if you’d spent too much time out in the sun one day, and if he needed to watch out for dehydration. The man is a goner. When the two of you have kids, I’ll be disconnecting my phone for sure.”
When they had kids.
Daisy’s heart flooded with warmth as she thought about a future with Hank. It meant everything to her to have someone she could count on by her side.
“At the accident where Caleb was killed. In the seconds where I thought my life was going to end. I didn’t have a flashback to my childhood, or even a flash of memories from recent years. I saw you. In the future. I was coming home to you and our family. You were standing on the porch at the farm, yelling after the most adorable little girl in a sunflower dress who had your blonde hair. The both of you were lit up by the sun, looking like angels who just arrived from Heaven. Your belly was round with another child we were expecting. I felt such happiness in that moment, Daisy.”
“You can’t say that to me, Hank.”
“Why? I want that future, Daisy. I love you.”
“You really love me too?” He watched as a smile stretched across her face.
“Gotcha. I’ll take it a little slower. That should help. Sometimes I get so excited about getting home to Daisy, I forget that I also have to follow the speed limits.” He laughed.
“That’s really sweet.” She paused, wondering if she should say out loud what she was thinking. After a minute, she decided to just go for it. “I know we just met, but I can see so easily how much you love Daisy. You’re a wonderful husband to her, and you’re going to make a great dad.” Hank’s eyes grew wide, and she continued to explain. “Daisy told me this morning. Or, more like I figured it out.”