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“Ryker?” Denver yelled. “Why does he get to know?”

Jenna laughed. “Really? That’s the part of the story that matters most?”

Realizing that she was right, he let that part ride—for now. He started scanning the church’s sanctuary in his mind, trying to find a single woman’s face. “Who is she?”

Jenna shrugged. “Her name is Nova. I don’t know her.”

“Nova? What is she, a hippie?”

Jenna smiled. “I have no idea, but wouldn’t it be delicious if Gunner married a hippie?”

“Why do you say that?”

“Honey, he runs a goat rescue. The woman would almost have to be a hippie to marry him and live there.”

Now something unpleasant started growing in Denver’s gut, something that felt like suspicion. “Did you get a last name?”

“No, but I can text Frankie if you want.” She started typing even before she finished the offer. Then she looked up. “Silvernail.”

Silvernail. That did sound vaguely familiar, but he’d been gone for so long. “So she’s local?”

Jenna shrugged. “Does that matter?”

Yes, it mattered. Denver didn’t know why, but he felt like someone from West Hope was less likely to be a predator who was after Gunner’s ranch. Then he remembered General Lee and realized the Bridge Ranch probably wouldn’t attract a lot of golddiggers. He took a breath, starting to calm down a little. “This is unreal,” he said, mostly to himself.

“Unreal,” Emmylou repeated, and Jenna laughed.

Denver was too gobsmacked to laugh. “All my brothers are married now except for me and Kash.” He looked at her. “We have to get married. I can’t be the last one.”

She narrowed her eyes. “You said we needed to plan our wedding around your filming schedule, which I was fine with. If you now rush it so you can beat Kash in some imaginary race, I will divorce you and take you for all you’re worth.”

He laughed. “Okay, fine. We won’t rush it. Wow ... Gunner ... married.” He couldn’t believe it.

“We should send them a gift.”

“We should. And we should also go visit. I want to meet her.”

Jenna nodded and looked down at her phone. He knew her well enough to know she was consulting her calendar app. She didn’t do anything without consulting her calendar app. “I can do next weekend?”

Denver nodded. “Great. Book the flights, would you?”

Emmylou looked up. “Are we going to West Hope?”

Denver laughed. “Yes, honey. Let’s go to West Hope.”

“Yay!” Emmylou cheered and clapped her hands. “Goats! Goats! Goats!”

Chapter 38

“What?” Kash cried, spinning around so fast that he nearly fell over. “What did you just say?” But then he didn’t give Bella a chance to repeat herself before saying, “That means that we need to get married, or I’ll be the last one!”

Bella narrowed her eyes. “If you propose to me just because you want to beat Denver to the altar, I will steal Polly from you and run away with a big tech billionaire. You’ll never see us again.”

He laughed. “Are there a lot of big tech billionaires hanging out in West Hope?”

Her glare was so fearsome that he was glad that her eyes were sparkling. “I know the way to California.”

“Fine, I won’t propose to you.”

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