There are surprises in life you expect-like an offhand compliment or a change in the weather-and then there are surprises you don't.
The night Dalton came running out of my house, boots half on and a look of worry on his face, fell squarely into the latter category.
It all started with some playful teasing. Dalton had been hinting for days about a "surprise" he had for me at the ranch.
Earlier that evening, over dinner, he'd mentioned part of the surprise was already in his truck. Naturally, I couldn't resist teasing him right back.
Maybe I'll just go take a peek," I said with a mischievous gr...
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