A Family Kind of Guy (1998)
“You don’t want the ranch? After all this legal maneuvering and arguing and angst?” Bliss couldn’t believe her ears. “Come on, Mason, what happened? You came out here to sell back Brynnie’s share to her and what—my dad collapsed? Give me a break.”
“Believe what you want to believe.” His lips barely moved as he spoke.
The interior of the pickup was hot. Stuffy. Too close. Bliss cranked down the window and looked away from Mason’s sharp-honed profile. She couldn’t think about him and the last time they’d been together—not now, not when her father’s life was in question. In the distance, the horrifying shriek of the ambulance’s siren sliced across the arid fields.
Mason slid her a glance. His mouth was tight, his jaw hard, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel.
She took a deep, calming breath. “Okay, okay, no more accusations,” she said. Nervously Bliss stared through the dusty windshield. Her throat clogged and she couldn’t help but wonder if at this very moment her father ...was fighting for his life or if, like her mother, he’d slipped away.MoreLess
“Believe what you want to believe.” His lips barely moved as he spoke.
The interior of the pickup was hot. Stuffy. Too close. Bliss cranked down the window and looked away from Mason’s sharp-honed profile. She couldn’t think about him and the last time they’d been together—not now, not when her father’s life was in question. In the distance, the horrifying shriek of the ambulance’s siren sliced across the arid fields.
Mason slid her a glance. His mouth was tight, his jaw hard, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel.
She took a deep, calming breath. “Okay, okay, no more accusations,” she said. Nervously Bliss stared through the dusty windshield. Her throat clogged and she couldn’t help but wonder if at this very moment her father ...was fighting for his life or if, like her mother, he’d slipped away.MoreLess
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