Many of the prominent families owned large amounts of the woods and grounds that were called the ‘outskirts’. Horse ranches went up, a few cattle ranches and several mansions. At least thirty percent of the woods were owned, and of that percentage, Kera only saw a tiny amount of the foliage during the drive to their destination. “We’re heading toward the outskirts of town,” Kera stated as she looked out the window. “Yes.” Devon studied her, trying to decipher what he was feeling for her and why and how these feelings had happened so soon. My home is in the woods. My father was one of the first to buy ground when it finally came up for sale. He built my mother a home.” “So you’re pretty rich then, huh?” She gave him her full attention. Devon crossed his arms over his chest, hoping like hell that she didn’t blow up on him. His gut was telling him that she might be looking for a fight. “I do okay.” “Better than okay,” she chuckled. “Look at your car. You don’t even drive it yourself.”
