Page 41 of Hopeful Cowboy

It felt like a year ago.

“Hey,” she said after she’d connected the call.

“Hey,” he said. “Connor and I want to come to the hospital and eat lunch with you. Would you let me bring your truck in?”

“Alone?”

“Yes,” he said. “I’d be alone with Connor from the ranch to the hospital.” He waited for her to answer, and Ginger’s mind went around and around. He wasn’t supposed to leave the ranch without someone with him, but he did have a driver’s license. And she would like to see him and Connor.

“Okay,” she finally said. “Tell me when you’re leaving, so I know when you should be here.”

“I can stay on the line with you if you’d like,” he said.

“That’s not necessary,” she said. “My keys are in the top drawer in the West Wing. Emma can probably find them for you.”

“I’ve already got them, sweetheart,” he said. “We’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”