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called Jackson and explained what really happened to the tractor, I bet he’d drop the assault charges.”
    “And tell him what?” she asked quietly, looking him right in the eye. And man, something deep inside of him tightened. “That your grandma took the company truck for a joyride on a suspended license and stole Ms. Kitty’s tractor with my grandma?”
    Right, there was that. “It would get you off the hook.”
    “That’s not the way I’d want to be exonerated. Plus, Ms. Kitty would just use it against my grandma somehow…” Glory swallowed hard and looked out the window. “Jelly Lou isn’t doing well. She’s back in physical therapy to help with her leg pains. I don’t want to add to her stress. Not until I know what’s going on.”
    Everything inside Cal wanted to call Jackson, tell him to stop being a little bitch and let this all drop. But he knew that his buddy would only back down if someone confronted him with the truth. And he had a sick feeling that someone was going to have to be him.
    “Jackson and I go way back. I could call him and discreetly—”
    “Jackson and I go way back, too. So we both know that it won’t help, so please don’t.” Glory turned to face him, her hand resting gently on his arm, and damn it if he didn’t feel heat slide straight through to his core. “We don’t know who all was there or why they stole it. Plus, we both know Jackson’s just flexing his muscles. It’s nothing I can’t handle.”
    Cal ran a hand down his face. He should have felt relief that he didn’t have to get involved any more than he already was—only he was too busy feeling angry. He knew Jackson would drop the charges because, even though he hated Glory, in the end he was a good guy and a great sheriff. Just like he knew that Glory could handle Jackson if it came to that. Hell, she’d been doing it most of her life. Didn’t mean she should have to, though.
    “I’ll be fine, Cal. I promise.”
    Cal let out a breath and gave a tight nod. “All right. But if you need anything…”
    She was silent for a long moment, studying his face as though searching for the words. Or maybe she was waiting for him to finish. Only he faded off because he wasn’t sure what he was offering anymore. Something about the way she always seemed to stand alone got to him—and not much got to Cal.
    “Thanks. For everything,” she finally said and tried for a smile, but it faltered under the strain of the night so she bit her lip to keep it in place. Her eyes were shinier than he’d like, and the way the delicate column of her throat worked overtime, he wanted to pull her into his arms again. She looked like she had all those years ago, vulnerable and scared and staring up at him as though he’d just made her fucking world. And damn it if that didn’t do something to his chest.
    “No big deal.”
    “To me it is. If you hadn’t come…I don’t know…” She broke off and shook her head. Rubbing out one of the million creases in her pajama bottoms, she looked up at him through her lashes, then opened her mouth. But when nothing came out, she gave a self-conscious smile that made him want to—
    What?
    He didn’t know. And staring at that mouth was stupid because he started making a list of exactly what he’d like to do to those lips. But looking into those gorgeous eyes proved even more dangerous, so he dropped his gaze to her hands, which had somehow gotten tangled with his, and he felt his pulse pick up.
    Son of a bitch. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to kiss Glory Gloria Mann. Which made not one ounce of sense, because she was definitely not his type. Okay, with her killer body, full mouth, and exotic eyes, she was every man’s type. But what got him was that smile. It was sweet and sad and so damn determined, it broke his heart—and it pulled him in. Every time. And Cal couldn’t afford to be pulled in. He was a single dad, trying his best to be everything his daughter deserved. There