Chapter 4
She felt rather than saw Aidan go still beside her. When he spoke, his voice was careful, considered. “What if you could?”
“Could what?”
“Have your own shop. Here. In Laurel Valley.”
Dylan turned to look at him, sure she’d misheard. “That’s not—I just told you I don’t have the money.”
“But what if you did? What if there was a way?”
Something in his expression made her heart race—intensity and possibility and what looked dangerously like determination. “Aidan, what are you talking about?”
He seemed to catch himself, stepping back from whatever edge he’d been approaching. “Nothing. Just…thinking out loud. Forget I said anything.”
But Dylan couldn’t forget. As they drove back toward town, the silence between them comfortable despite the weight of unspoken possibilities, she kept turning his words over in her mind. What if she could? What if there was a way to have everything she wanted without having to leave?