Wade leaned against the curved wood headboard and stared at the ceiling. Hell.That was the longest he’d ever spent talking about feelings with his brother. Probably long overdue, but it still left him reeling.
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Allyson had everyone traipsing all over Ruby, irritating the hell out of Wade. He would much rather be riding the fence line back at the ranch. There were a few places he knew needed fixing, but he wanted to check them out to see if they were due to weather and wear, or possibly tampered with. The damaged areas butted up to Milton Randle’s place and that man rubbed him the wrong way.