Unlike Monday, Luke didn't seem to have any reservations about welcoming me back into his life. Monday had called him to let him know I was on my way, and he met me at the front porch, a hot cup of coffee in his hands and a smile on his face. Like most people around these parts, Luke still lived on his family ranch, helping his father keep it running smoothly and training for the day that he would take over the property. There were nearly as many memories lurking here as there were at at Gran’s. He ushered me into the house and a familiar face greeted me. "Tanya!" I grinned, pulling her in close for a bear hug. "Good lord, girl! It's been forever. What the hell have you been up to?" Tanya swung her gleaming dark hair over her shoulder and beamed at Luke. "Oh you know, this and that. I'm studying Nursing up at the community college for now, and Luke's mom and I are busy planning the wedding, so that takes up large chunks of time. You know how my mom is about these things." Luke groaned as he moved behind Tanya, pulling her back into his chest and pressing a kiss into her hair. "Don't remind me. I swear running off to Vegas looks better every day," he muttered, lifting his brows at me.
