"I'm glad Brad decided to stay at the ranch."

She laughed and rolled onto her side in the bed. "We should have make-up sex more often." Eventually, they'd made it to Trisha's bedroom, but not before stopping on the stairs and then the hallway.

He sobered. "This doesn't change anything."

Rising from the bed, she walked across the room and opened a dresser drawer. "I know. You're still a devastated, broken man and I'm a woman with too much baggage."

He ...