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purpose.”
    “Still. I shouldn’t have. I knew it, damn it,” he grumbled.
    I reached for his face, but he flinched. The hurt was felt even though I knew why he pushed me away. “Don’t do that. Don’t turn away because you’re afraid of this between us. I won’t let you.”
    “Please, I need to back off until you’re healed some more. Please understand.”
    He stepped back and left.
    I wanted to chase after him, but he was afraid he’d hurt me with his passion. Waiting a little longer would be worth the hidden beast that I got a taste of today.
    So for the time being, I’d just harass him for the picture until he caved one way or another.

Chapter 6
    "If she asked me one more time to see his picture, I was going to lose my shit," I complained to my father. Slamming down the beer onto his kitchen table.
    He gripped my shoulder, giving it a squeeze. "Calm down, son. We already won one battle; that piece of shit filed for a divorce claiming she abandoned him. White told me that he got it done within a day of leaving."
    "That is fantastic. She's mine."
    "Son, I don't mean to say anything against her..."
    I stopped him before he had gone any further and I got pissed off. "Then don't. Trust me, anything you have to say she brought up, but I reminded her that judging by the day we met, she looked frightened of him. All her dreams seem like she needs the love that she was missing."
    “I get that. So far, I find her lovely, but I don’t know her.”
    “Well, what I know I love.”
    “How long have you put off showing her that picture?”
    “It’s been almost a month since she asked to see that bastard’s fucking face.”
    “I can’t believe you got away with it for that long.”
    “Me too, but she’s been trying to remember everything on her own.”
    “I have to ask. How intimate have you two been?”
    “We talk every day, Dad. That’s it. Granted I did kiss her once, and it was fucking amazing, but she cried out when I held her too hard. I want to kiss her every time I’m near her, but I’m afraid I’ll maul her, and she’s still recovering. After that time, I pulled back and just talked to her.”
    “Don’t worry, son. Just take your time to get to know her some more before you act again,” he said, attempting to comfort me.
    We had a long conversation about the ranch and the inn, but all talks of Ana were over. I didn’t want to hear anything against the relationship, and he spoke his piece for the time being. I didn’t want to press him because he was still really worried about me. I knew that he was just because he was my father and I hadn’t had a real serious relationship—ever. Even when my ex dumped me for someone else when I needed the support, I wasn’t invested in us. With Ana, I had no choice but to accept that I couldn’t exist without her. I needed her beyond belief. There was nothing to for it, I was hooked.
     

Chapter 7
    I was going out of my mind waiting for my memory to come back. I had moments that were clearer than others, but they were all just fragments.
    I finally made it downstairs last week. It should have been sooner, but Will was paranoid about Santini’s men, and I was seduced by his tender caring that I didn’t fight him too hard on it. Gosh, I kept forgetting that my last name was Santini, too. How could I marry a man like that?
    I’d just stepped into the kitchen, and Davy was standing there getting some lemonade. “Oh, hello, Ana. How are you feeling?”
    “I’m doing well. Thirsty?”
    “Yes,” he said, pouring himself another glass. “It may be cold, but wrangling up a loose bull could bring the sweat out of anyone. Geez. It was a real bitch.” 
    “I’m sure it is.” I looked and saw his cell phone on the table. “Can I see your phone really quickly?”
    “Sure thing,” he absently replied, handing it to me without thinking. They knew it was against the rules just in case I got any ideas. I wasn’t a hostage, but sometimes he could make it