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My stomach churns, and my grip tightens on the phone. My mind races with a mix of anger and concern. Emma’s ex is a piece of work, and the thought of him upsetting her makes my blood boil. I need to see her, make sure she’s alright. I shove my phone back in my pocket and look up to see Marshall glancing my way.

"Everything alright, Wyatt?" he asks, his brow furrowing.

"No," I reply. "I’m done for the day. I need to head out."

“What happened?”

“Emma’s douchebag ex is still in town it seems. And he just ran into Weston and her when they were in town,” I tell him and I can feel my face getting red as I speak.

Why is that fucker still here? He’s the one that cheated, so why hasn’t he crawled back to wherever he came from and leave my girl alone?

"Alright, go check on your girl. Be safe out there," he calls after me as I head toward the UTV.

I nod and jump in, revving the engine and heading straight for the meadow. Weston told me that’s where he was taking her in case anything happens. It’s just how our family is. If you're going off the main part of the ranch we tell someone that way god forbid, anything happens they know where to come looking for us.

The familiar trails blur past me as I push the vehicle to its limits, my heart pounding. I hate that Emma has to deal with her ex, and I can’t stand the thought of her being upset. She deserves so much better.

When I finally reach the meadow, I spot Weston and Emma sitting on a blanket, sharing breakfast.

She’s safe. She’s okay.

Emma’s eyes light up the moment she sees me, and I can feel a wave of relief wash over me. God, I love that feeling. It’s like coming home after a long, hard day.

"Wyatt! What are you doing up here?" she calls, a smile spreading across her face as I park and walk their way.

"Yeah, Wyatt, what are you doing up here?" Weston echoes, smirking.

His eyes are twinkling, but I can see the concern there too. He’s not happy about the encounter and I know he’s gonna give me all the details when we’re alone.

"I couldn’t stay away after you told me about your run-in in town. Our girl means too much to me," I say. I want Emma to know she’s not alone, and that I’ll always be there for her.

"You get a pass this time, brother," Weston teases.

I join them on the blanket, and we chat while they eat. I steal a few bites from each of their to-go containers since I haven't eaten yet. The food tastes better somehow, maybe because I’m sharing it with them. Emma’s laughter, the way she looks at me—it makes everything right in the world.

"Don’t you two have work to do today?" Emma asks, raising an eyebrow.

She’s always thinking about others, even when she should be taking care of herself.

"I told you I was off today," Weston tells her, leaning back on his elbows and grinning.

"And I just told Marshall I was done for the day," I add, my eyes never leaving Emma’s face.

I need her to understand that nothing is more important to me than being here with her.

"Nope." She shakes her head, a determined look in her eyes.

"Nope what?" I ask, raising a brow, curious about what she’s thinking.

"I'm not gonna be the reason you don’t help out and do your shit around the ranch. So tell me, what are we doing today?" she demands, her stubbornness making me smile. She’s got this fire in her that I can’t get enough of.

“One day ain’t gonna hurt, Hellcat.”

“Don’t you sass me, Wyatt. I know how hard your family works and I know you love it. It only works when you all pull your weight. I’m fine. Seeing that dick for brains pissed me off, but I’m fine.”

I glance at Weston, and he nods slightly. "Alright then. How about a UTV ride? We can check the fences and maybe show you the national park that connects to the ranch," I suggest.

Her eyes light up. "Sounds perfect."