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Will's eyes shifted to me for a second at the word "boyfriend," but then he leaned forward to shake poor Man Bun's hand with what I was sure was a burly man death grip. Oh dear. Man Bun didn't wrestle bears in his spare time the way Will did.

"Will Thrash of Headlands Ranch?" asked Jeremy. "I think we're stocking some of your berries right now. Want me to show you?"

I nodded and we walked over to the fresh produce, which took up half of the floor space of the place and, sure enough, there were Headlands Ranch berries there. "I don't think we need to buy them, do we Will?" I asked.

"We've got plenty at home."

I thanked Jeremy, stocked up my vegan supplies, and got the hell out of there.

We filled up my gas at the lone biodiesel fuel station, Will looking at first repulsed and then slightly interested, and then we drove back to the ranch.

Home.

I let Will drive.

When we got back to the ranch, he parked, got out, went into his house without saying a word, and as I was taking things out of the trunk, he came back with something small, and put it in my hand.

"A car key?"

"Key to my truck. I'm not fucking riding in that again."

"Thanks," I said and kissed him. He helped me carry the bags to the bunkhouse bedroom and then left, whistling for Trixie, so that he could go and check on the fields. I dropped my groceries in the kitchen, and then went into the bunk room, where both Janine and Stephanie were sitting on their bunks, chatting.

I threw my keys and Will's key on the bed and my purse down, and then turned to unpack my new things.

Janine, noticing the extra truck key, asked, "Did you get another car?"

"No. Will gave me the key to his truck."

She looked shocked. "Did he really? Wow."

I looked at her questioningly.

She continued, with a knowing glance at Stephanie. "Well, it's kind of a joke saying, but if a cowboy gives you the keys to his truck, you know he's serious. It's almost more than an engagement ring."

Ohmigod.