“He thought it couldn’t get worse than hearing the Davis’s barn was up in flames. Couldn’t get worse than the drive over, time elapsing like an eternity as they ran every red. Couldn’t get worse than thinking he would have to see the heartbreak on Cherry Davis’s face while she watched her home burn.

Oh, but it could. It was both everything he’d ever dreamed of, and every one of his worst nightmares come to life. Because when he realized someone was in the barn, his heart lurched. And when he realized just who that someone was, his heart plummeted out of his body and onto the ground somewhere.

The second his crew entered, he knew it wasn’t Cherry trying desperately to unlatch a stall door, fallen beams aflame around her. It was Savannah. He’d know the shape of her in any lifetime. And while he’d dreamed of seeing her again every night since she walked away from him, it was never like this.”