The second before the door closed, he called her name. “Hey, Tana?”

“Yes?” She waited, hand on the door, looking concerned.

What? What are you going to say? He just couldn’t get the contrast between her and his sister-in-law out of his head. Every woman deserved to be as happy as his sister-in-law had been.

“Since I’m the first person in Masterson who knows you’re expecting, I get to be the first person in Masterson to congratulate you on the big news.” His smile was sincere, not forced. “Congratulations, Montana McKenna.”

“Thanks.” It took a moment, but she smiled. It started small, but she ended up beaming at him. “Thanks. Really.”

Happy. Beautiful. That was how she should look, even if it blinded him.

“Good night,” he said.

“Good night.” She stepped back and shut the door.

He started the engine, but he didn’t back out of his space until he’d watched her cross the street safely, open the etched-glass door of the pub and disappear inside.

“Goodbye, Montana McKenna.”

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MASTERSON, TEXAS: Where you come to learn about love!