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“Oh, you will. And then you’ll want more.”

“I already do.”

“The addiction is real. Can I design the boots you’ll wear for your wedding? Oh my God, I can already see them. White—no, pale blue because they’ll be your something blue, with a cute little rising sun on them because Wyatt calls you Sunshine?—”

“I think you’re getting a little ahead of yourself.” I’m laughing, but my pulse still skips several beats.

“I don’t. I think part of the reason Cash has been so pissy about y’all hooking up is that he knows how obsessed his brother is with you, and he’s worried Wyatt is going to royally fuck everything up because you make him that stupid.”

“Ha. I wish I had that power.”

“You do though. Aw, Sally, I can hear in your voice how happy you are. I’m thrilled for you, truly. Thrilled for me too. One of my best friends is also going to be my sister-in-law.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“I know. But that doesn’t mean I’m not right.”

Am I ever going to stop smiling? I feel like my smile hasn’t quit since Wyatt handed me a cup of coffee this morning and then made me come on his mouth. It’s almost dark now, so that was hours ago.

My face hurts. I’m exhausted.

And yet I wonder how the hell I’m going to sleep because I really am so happy. So excited, too, andsohorny.

“I love what an optimist you are,” I say. “Thank you, sincerely, for helping set everything up. It really was perfection. The wine, the food, the china—I felt so special.”

“Mission accomplished then. I wish you could’ve seen how adorable Wyatt was when he asked your mom and me to help. He was so nervous. You could tell how much he wanted to get it right. Between you and me, Cash said he doesn’t remember Wyatt going on a date with a serious girlfriend before. Like, ever.”

My stomach dips. I put a hand there in the futile hope I can catch it. “Wow. I…don’t know what to say to that. I know he’s never really had a serious girlfriend, but I had no idea he hasn’tdated.”

“Not until you. He wants to be with you, Sally. For the long haul. I know it. You know it. We all know it.”

I want to tell her she’s being ridiculous again. Want to protest, say I don’t believe my relationship with Wyatt could become so shockingly, suddenly serious.

But it has. And I do believe Wyatt is in it for the long haul.

As if I need further evidence, my phone chimes. Pulling it away from my ear, I see that it’s a text from Wyatt, asking if I remembered to take another dose of Advil to help with my soreness.

Now the question isn’tdoes he want me, buthow do we make this work?

“I want that too.” I keep my voice low. Mom and Dad have the TV on downstairs, but I can’t risk them hearing me. I want to figure this out on my own without their meddling. Dropping my head into my hand, I whisper, “What do I do, Mollie?”

Mollie thinks on this for a beat. “You follow your heart.”

“My heart wants Wyatt. That’s easy. It’s the whole I’m-moving-a-thousand-miles-away thing that’s hard.”

“It was hard before things started up with Wyatt though, wasn’t it?”

Swallowing, I nod. “I love Hartsville. I love the family and friends I have here. I’d love nothing more than to stay.”

“Then why don’t you?” Mollie asks softly.

I scoff. “If only it were that easy.”

“What if it was? Cash and I figured it out. You and Wyatt can too. We’re in the middle of cattle country, for crying out loud. There’re more horses per square mile than there are people. And isn’t your job, well, taking care of horses?”

“It is, yeah. But I like a challenge. Something I haven’t seen or done before.”

I can picture Mollie nodding.