Camden walked up to where Megan sat by the stream, leading Pistol by the reins. Megan watched in silence, unsure of Camden’s intentions and of her own emotions.“Can we talk?” He asked as he left Pistol tied up near Dusty.Megan was surprised Camden had followed her out to the meadow. He was hurting because of her and she was struggling with her decision to keep her pregnancy a secret. Her certainty was slowly dissolving as she considered what Camden had lost by not knowing. She’d just wanted him to realize his dream in the circuit but that wasn’t reason enough for him. Megan was beginning to see that now.Wetting her lips, Megan’s words came out rough, “I didn’t think we were talking.” She twisted her hands together and kept her eyes down.“I reckon I’ve been stubborn long enough.” Camden sat beside her in the grass. He reached over and engulfed her tiny hands in his much larger one.“My mama has Belle,” he offered.“Belle?” Megan risked a quick glance at Camden, a smile on her face at the use of a nickname for their daughter.Camden shrugged, grinning, “Fitting since her daddy is the beast.”
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