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“Like Mom,” Carson whispers.

“Like your Momma,” Dad agrees. “Which means they’re good women so treat them right.” He looks at me and Weston.

“If you two love this girl like you say, then you be honest with her and tell her. Don’t go playin’ your twin whore games. She’s been through enough. But I’m with Marshall. She seems like a good one.”

His approval means a lot. Dad has always been the rock of our family, and his words carry weight. I can see that he’s genuinely pleased, and it reassures me that we’re on the right path.

“We will,” Weston promises. “We know how special Emma is. We’ll do whatever it takes to make her happy and keep her safe.”

Dad claps both of us on the shoulder, his eyes twinkling with pride.

“Well, I’m glad to hear it. She’s got a good heart, and she’s made a good impression on all of us. Just remember, family means everything out here. You take care of each other, and you’ve got our support.”

“Thanks, Dad,” I say, feeling a wave of gratitude. It’s reassuring to know that we have his blessing and that ourfeelings for Emma are not just a passing fancy but something serious

“Yeah, thanks,” Weston adds. “We’re committed to making this work.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

“I’m starving,” Hadley groans. “I could eat a horse right now.”

“Don’t do that.” I laugh. “We’re almost there. Also, I love every single one of your horses, I don’t want to see them get eaten.”

She shoots me a cheeky smile. “Hahaha.” Then she rolls her eyes. “So, you and my brothers, what's going on there?”

My smile slips into something more nervous. “I’m not sure,” I whisper, leaning against the truck door to look out the window and watch the passing trees. “I like them a lot. Maybe more than I should.”

“Why are you acting like that’s bad?”

“Because.” I let out a heavy sigh. “It’s not that easy. I’m still married for one. And yes, that's going to end soon, but it doesn’t change the fact, this life you have, it’s everything.” I feel tears forming in my eyes. “Everything I could have dreamed of. But, the reality is, this isn’t my life.”

“It could be.” She casts me a serious look. “No, seriously, Emma. This is your life and I can’t pretend to know how it is to live it, but I know that life is short. If you find a better life, one that will leave you with no regrets, don’t let it pass. You justmight wake up one day, after losing years you will never be able to get back, and hate your life.”

Biting the inside of my cheek, I will myself not to cry as we get to the diner. “Maybe you're right,” I whisper before we hop out of the truck.

“Your food will be out in just a moment, love,” Hadley’s aunt says, giving her a loving smile.

“Thanks, Auntie.” Her aunt kisses Hadley’s cheek before heading into the back.

“I love this place,” I sigh, the yummy smells making my belly growl in hunger. “So much better than the places I go too. Better food, better price, nicer people and god, I don’t have to put on a dress that rides up my ass just to enter.”

“I mean, you could.” Hadley laughs. “But it’s not needed.” She winks.

“Here’s your order.” A young girl brings out five bags of food.

“You take half to the truck, I’m gonna go pee real quick then I’ll grab the rest on my way out,” Hadley tells me.

“Okay.” I nod, grabbing two of the bigger bags, one for each arm and head out to the parking lot.

I’m almost to the truck, when I hear my name being called.

“Emma.”

Dread fills my stomach like fresh cement. My eyes dart over to see Greg.

Fucking hell, does he just hang out here all fucking day.

Seeing him once today was more than enough.