Roscoe’s place. Kacey. He remembered her now. She was divorced and in the
market for husband number two. Or was that three?
They’d had a bit of fun for about a week, then she started showing up
unannounced and uninvited at the ranch. That tore it for Grady and he politely
invited her to leave, told her he was headed out of town and maybe he’d see
her when he came back. He hadn’t, as she accused, lied to her.
But he supposed he hadn’t been entirely honest either. When he left, he never
gave her another thought and probably wouldn’t have if he hadn’t run into her.
But that was the way of things in his life. He didn’t get attached, never made
commitments, and never ever asked a woman to wait for him because he knew
without any doubt that whenever it was he came home, he wouldn’t be walking
back into her arms. He wasn’t a happily-ever-after kind of man.
His brand of forever wasn’t something a person aspired to achieve. Not by a
long shot.