After too many sleepless nights alone in bed spent playing the events of the past month over and over again, this was the one truth Knox kept circling back around to. He refused to lose Emily over this decision. And though he was no closer to understanding why she’d quit, he was going to fight for her presence in his life. Starting today. This was bigger than the restaurant, bigger than the resort. He was going to fight for the woman he loved because the two of them deserved a chance to try for something real. And so, at dawn on the seventh day—seven days of unanswered voicemail messages to her, seven days of her being AWOL at the resort—he hoisted his gym bag into the back of his truck. He pushed the key into the ignition, then paused. Ever since he’d been voted the new CEO of Briscoe Ranch, he’d felt his dad’s presence all around him every time he was in the truck. What was his dad’s spirit’s opinion on everything that had gone down with the resort and with Emily? Did it matter anymore what his dad thought?
