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I overheard my brother talking to Ledger on the phone earlier that morning about Haven’s party at his family’s ranch. Since I wasn’t in town a lot, from an outsider looking in, it probably seemed like I stayed true to my parents’ business matters, and I never tried to prove otherwise.
I couldn’t.
My hatred for Ledger wouldn’t allow it.
Memories of that night from eleven years ago formed in the forefront of my mind as Haven and I locked eyes.
She opened her mouth to say something but quickly shut it.
I shyly smiled, coaxing, “Wow, you’ve grown up since the last time I saw you.”
There were six siblings in the Beckham household. Haven was the youngest, the only girl, and twenty years younger than her eldest brother, Jace. Ledger was the third son, and he’d eventually inherit the ranch. Out of all of them, he was always the most passionate about ranch life.
The walk.
The talk.
The attitude.
Ledger Beckham was a cowboy through and through.
I was the first to break the silence, asking, “Is Ledger around? I need to talk to him.”
She nodded. “Come in.”
“I can just wait out here.”
“Hazel, it’s fine. You can come in.”
I reluctantly gave in, swallowing the perpetual lump in my throat as I crossed the threshold and shut the door behind me.
Everything happened so fast but so slow at the same time. One minute, I’m standing at their front door, and the next, I’m in front of a very pissed-off Ledger Beckham.
Not that I could blame him with how I left things between us, but the asshole deserved it.
In true form, he wore his black cowboy hat and boots with a plaid orange-and-black flannel shirt. The three cross tattoos on his neck were on full display, along with the ones on his hands and arms. His black beard was longer than I remembered, but his bright green eyes glared at me.
He was as handsome and rugged as ever.
Fuck him.
With a sudden harsh tone, he bit, “Why are you here, Hazel? What else do you need from our ranch that you haven’t already tried to take?”
The audacity. I had nothing to do with that.
In one breath, I replied, “We need to talk.”
He shrugged. “Whatever you need to say, you can do it in front of my family.”
My hands fisted at my sides. “Fine!” I exclaimed, pissed at his cocky bullshit demeanor as if he could intimidate me. “Have it your way,” I added, never once holding back as I snapped…
“I’m pregnant with your baby!”
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Hazel
Then: Eleven Years Ago
