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Me:Of course I know that too. I do talk to my boyfriend, you know.
Dad:Good. I’m glad for you. Lachlan comes from a solid family with their own wealth. We don’t have to worry about him being with you for the wrong reasons. Having a connection to Senator Smythe-Kelly could be very useful to us.
Me:Absolutely not. This is a new relationship, and it is MINE. You won’t go anywhere near Lachlan’s mother or throw around her name for your own gain. That is never going to happen.
I stared at the text I’d just typed out, but there was no way I could press send. My father would lose his mind if I spoke to him like that, so I deleted it all and typed something much more diplomatic.
Me:Sure, but Lachlan and I are new, so that’s something to think about for the future. Thanks for looking out for me. I’m going to sleep now. Tell Mom I love her. Xoxo.
Dad:Good night, Elena.
I stared up at the ceiling, trying to wrap my head around this new information. In the grand scheme of things, it didn’t matter. Since I’d already read about Sweet Brush River Ranch, I knew itwasa working ranch with two herds of cattle and hundreds of horses, just like Lachlan had told me. He had just left out some major details.
I had to wonder why, and if I should’ve been angry. As it was, I wasn’t certain what I was feeling. Confused, for sure. Possibly a little hurt. But mad? No, I didn’t think so.
It wasn’t like Lachlan was hiding a secret girlfriend or something. Knowing him, how humble and down to earth he was, he probably didn’t love putting his family’s true wealth on blast. Not thatjustthirty-thousand acres was anything to sneeze at, but for a girl like me, a world-famous luxury resort was what really made an impression.
The old me would have been blowing up Lachlan’s phone with texts, demanding answers and an invitation to his resort. The newer me, who’d been through almost two years of therapy resulting in a marginally less impetuous Elena, plugged in my phone on the far side of my room and climbed into bed with a book.
I would not react.
I’d trust there was a reason he chose not to tell me about the resort yet, and I’d trust when he was ready, he would.
