Rewind & Go: A Blue-Collar Billionaire Romance (Sander's Valley Book 1) Read Free Page A

followed the loop it made back to the main road. He walked the block, scanned the next two, and then returned to the bar’s entrance.
    “She left me.” Too damn annoyed at himself for falling for her ploy, he leaned against the brick and went over their brief encounter. He cursed. “And she never answered my questions.”
    He propped a foot against the wall and crossed his arms. At least he didn’t have to worry about getting attached to her again. Only, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever let her go, not where it counted. No matter—she’d taken the choice out of his hands. Just like last time.

 
    Chapter Two
    Kyle shoved his hands in his pockets and crossed the street. Looked like he was headed home. Alone. No way would he go back into the bar and admit to Wyn he’d been ditched.
    He climbed into his truck’s cab and sat there for a long moment. The image of an all-grown-up Ronnie haunted him. Even bruised and frightened, she was still the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. She’d filled out and lost the innocent look she’d worn like a second skin. Of course, she’d been far from innocent, even in high school. Wicked described her best. Naughty worked too.
    He’d tried to replace her. God, no girl had ever come close to turning him on like she had. His Ronnie had been able to carry on a conversation at the local diner with their friends while toying with his dick under the table. His cock twitched at the memory. One coy look and she’d been able to reduce him to a rutting animal, uncaring of who might catch them together.
    His gaze drifted to the library three doors down from the bar. He’d fucked her there. Scarf tied around her mouth to muffle her moans, he’d bent her over one of the reading tables and taken her hard.
    He dropped his head against the seat and stroked his erection through his jeans. Memories of them together all over town and in the countryside flashed across his vision. He groaned and yanked his hand away.
    She twisted him up, made him crazy and horny. And so damn lost. He didn’t want to think about the days he’d woken and reached for her, only to remember he’d never married her. All those times together, and they’d never fallen asleep in each other’s arms. Never woken to morning sex and breakfast in bed. Never had the future they should’ve.
    He smacked the steering wheel. “Get over it. You were her summer boy toy, not the guy she wanted to spend her life with.”
    The reality left him with the familiar resentment he harbored for her, but he knew it was only an illusion. Tonight proved it. Her voice had shaken him, knocked him back to that place where foolish dreams and desires lived. It was a lonely place to be and one he refused to linger in.
    The pickup turned over with a rumble. Heavy rock music blasted from the speakers. He punched the button, cutting it off. Blessed silence filled the car. He pulled out and headed toward his shell of a house. Ironic that it had unpainted drywall and no flooring in most of the rooms when he made his livelihood fixing up other people’s places. He’d just never had a reason to make it into a home. He’d built it and blamed its half-finished appearance on his desire to let his wife decorate it. Only, he’d never married.
    He took the road out of town. The sign for Sander’s Valley Farm came into view. His great-grandparents had bought the sprawling space between the mountains in the forties. A creek ran from Sander’s Lake through the middle of it. Years of spring floods made the surrounding land perfect for farming. His parents still worked a few hundred acres of the once-flourishing farm. The rest had been divvied up between him and his brothers.
    He drove past it. Ronnie’s words bounced in his head. She’d stopped at Jimmy’s Place for a reason: car trouble. If she’d headed toward her dad’s old place for the night and broke down, she might be stuck for hours. Few cars traveled that way.
    She had a phone, though. She