Beth’s idea to give Cole breathing room backfired in the worst way. It seemed that he was avoiding her at every turn and she spent the last few days trying to occupy herself and keep busy but failing miserably. Cole had not returned to the house and was gone from the barn each morning when she went searching for him. Every evening for the last few days had been spent alone and hungry. Good thing I learned how to start a fire in the fireplace, she thought, just wish I could cook more than bacon and beans. She cringed at the small pot over the fire. The first day Cole did not show, she had made a pot of beans and awaited his arrival. At dark, she had walked to the barn to see he had not returned. Where was he? The first day he was gone, she didn’t think much of it and figured he was off huffing somewhere after the snapping last night. She had not seen a temperamental side of him and he could be as hardheaded as she was it seemed. Cole had been quite blatant in his pursuit of her.
