Skye lowered the gun just an inch, her gaze searching his. "Why now, Edge? After all the silence?"
The edge of the Montana sky was bruising into a deep purple as Edge Logan pulled his truck onto the gravel shoulder overlooking the Whispering Pines ranch. He hadn’t been back in ten years—not since the night he’d chosen the badge over the girl, leaving Skye Delaney standing in the rain with a broken heart and a secret he wasn’t supposed to know. One Last Chance by Kat Martin
The ranch house light flickered on. Through the window, he saw her. She looked the same, yet sharper—the soft edges of the girl he loved replaced by the steel of a woman who had run a cattle operation solo for a decade. Skye lowered the gun just an inch, her gaze searching his
When he stepped onto the porch, the boards groaned under his boots. The door swung open before he could knock. Skye stood there, a shotgun cradled expertly in her arms and a look in her eyes that could freeze the Yellowstone River. He hadn’t been back in ten years—not since
"Because I realized a badge doesn't keep you warm at night," he said, his voice dropping to a gravelly low. "And because I’m not losing my one last chance to make things right."
"I'm not walking this time," Edge stepped into the light, letting her see the gray at his temples and the exhaustion in his gaze. "The men looking for him are dangerous. I’m the only one who can keep you safe while we find him."
