Come to think of it, she’d have known Sawyer was back in town if she’d spotted that flashy blue convertible of his.
Honey flicked him a look. “You better hose off first, Coastie, or you’ll ruin your fancy car.”
“Sold it. Got me a truck like I had in Oklahoma.”
Avoiding her gaze, he headed toward the dock once more. “I better get moving. Cool off while I’m at it, too.”
Him and her both.
But a truck? Sawyer Kole had a truck?
She wondered why he’d made the change. Wondered what the change signified about him. Maybe more in keeping with his true cowboy nature?
From the house, Max bellowed for Mimi. Amelia trudged uphill, leaving Honey staring after Sawyer’s broad-shouldered back.
Because most of all, Honey wondered why in the name of flying Long Johns she still cared.
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