I would need it on the long ride to the hunting cabin on the other side of the property. It would take us at least three hours by way of snowmobile to arrive at the little secluded cabin in the woods. I had convinced Daddy that two friends and I would be messing around for the next couple days. Movies, girl talk, and plenty of alcohol to keep us toasty. What I hadn’t disclosed was that my two girlfriends weren’t really coming, and instead I had invited my almost boyfriend, Collin. After I was accompanied out by Luke, one of our ranch hands, it would be just me and Collin Fawnsworth for the next blissful seventy-two hours. Collin’s father owned a ranch much like my own and his pockets were overflowing with money. It was true that we had grown up living similar lifestyles, and I hoped that spending some quality time together would really solidify our upcoming nuptials. If you think that arranged marriages aren’t happening in the United States these days, you know nothing of the ranches of Colorado.
