Chapter 40
They were both up early in the morning, despite the stresses of the day before and the absolutely incredible but exhausting sex of the previous night. Killian interviewed prospects for ranch hands while Lexie worked a full day at Heart Starter. He'd thought about what he wanted to say all the while he showered, while he dressed, and while he fixed their coffee. Now, when he sat down at the table with her, he carried the envelope from the Savannah Art Show Committee, dropping it on the surface between them. It was dumb luck he'd been the one to take the mail in the day it came. Otherwise, lord only knew if she'd have said anything to him.
Lexie stared at it as if it might bite her.
"Are you ever going to open it?" he asked at last.
She shrugged. "Maybe, although I'm sure it's a very polite rejection."
"You won't know until you look."