BONUS SCENE
Beckett
The barn was quiet, just the low creak of wood and the smell of hay and horses hanging in the air. Libby had come in to grab something from the tack room, and I’d followed, meaning only to steal a kiss.
Beckett
The barn was quiet, just the low creak of wood and the smell of hay and horses hanging in the air. Libby had come in to grab something from the tack room, and I’d followed, meaning only to steal a kiss.