Chapter 84

Restless, Dillon paced the front porch of Chase's house. All he could think about was how much he wanted to see and talk to Avri. Now was the right time. He was ready. Past ready.

Jumping over the few front steps, he jogged to the barn. The sun had already gone down and the night air had turned cold. He drove his new truck into Saddle Creek.

He parked, staring at a house he almost didn't recognize. When he'd visited there many years ago, chasing one of the Sutter girls, the yard was almost bare with tall weeds growing around the front porch. Now, the yard was lush, and flowery shrubs grew along the walkway and the front porch. He wasn't familiar with this house; this house was so much more. Avri had done some renovations, and he liked what she'd done. It looked like herwarm, welcoming, and home.

Walking toward the front porch steps, he hesitated and stopped, twirled around and took three steps back.

No, I want to see her, talk to her. I'm ready.

He pivoted and strode to the front