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matter where you work, has a lot of value. I grew up with money. So what?

The correlation between money and happiness is true. It might make a

person less stressed and give them different opportunities, but it can’t

ultimately make up for any of the things that really matter.”

Taylor stood there, staring at the cloudless sky, the familiar fields rolling

on, the dots of the cows. The echo of a low moo broke through the stillness.

“On that note, we should probably get Chloe. Thanksgiving should be

for talking about things you’re thankful for, not going on about depressing

stuff. I want to see chickens. And everything else that she loves! And you

too.”

Christina leaned in and grazed her incredibly soft lips over Taylor’s

forehead. She paused, changed her mind, and bent her head to capture

Taylor’s lips. Taylor melted into the kiss. The first kiss they’d shared since

that night at Christina’s house. Taylor smothered a moan as she parted her

lips and arched into Christina. God, it felt so good. Her body was instantly

drenched in heat, and when Christina pulled away, she wanted to tug her

back and kiss her until they were breathless. The waiting, the being so

close, the working together— it had all been hard. Taylor could feel her

body’s frustration and longing growing, but she tamped it down and offered

a shaky laugh.

“Yes. I think it’s time to go see chickens.”

Christina understood. She was just as visibly affected. Her breathing

was different, her pupils huge, but she composed herself quickly. Even so,

she didn’t let go of Taylor’s hand until they reached the house.

Chapter 19

Christina

Christina couldn’t remember the last time she’d ever had more fun. She

loved the chickens’ soft, downy brown and speckled feathers. She thought it

was hilarious that Chloe had absolutely no fear. She knew how to catch the

chickens and how to hold them. She might only be six, but her skills were