Your palms slap against your thighs as you stare out the windshield at the posts flanking the end of the drive-way, the ones joined by an archway that has a wrought iron Wishing Well Ranch sign hanging from it.

"Okay. Let's get this show on the road." your ready for some fresh scenery. You feel like you’ve been walking on eggshells all week here in Chestnut Springs.

Jasper doesn't put the truck in drive. "You sure?"

"That we should go?" Your nose scrunches as I glance over at him.

"No. That you should come with me." Heat flares on your cheeks like you’re a goddamn teenager. you almost giggle at the turn your thoughts take.

you’d pay good money to come with Jasper Gervais.

"Yes. Stop asking, Gervais. You're stuck with me." you chance a glance over at Jasper's handsome face.

His stubble a little longer than usual, his hair still damp and combed back. His jaw still just as stupidly square as it's always been.

He quirks a dark brow at you. "Always."