matter where you work, has a lot of value. I grew up with money. So what?
 
 The correlation between money and happiness is true. It might make a
 
 person less stressed and give them different opportunities, but it can’t
 
 ultimately make up for any of the things that really matter.”
 
 Taylor stood there, staring at the cloudless sky, the familiar fields rolling
 
 on, the dots of the cows. The echo of a low moo broke through the stillness.
 
 “On that note, we should probably get Chloe. Thanksgiving should be
 
 for talking about things you’re thankful for, not going on about depressing
 
 stuff. I want to see chickens. And everything else that she loves! And you
 
 too.”
 
 Christina leaned in and grazed her incredibly soft lips over Taylor’s
 
 forehead. She paused, changed her mind, and bent her head to capture
 
 Taylor’s lips. Taylor melted into the kiss. The first kiss they’d shared since
 
 that night at Christina’s house. Taylor smothered a moan as she parted her
 
 lips and arched into Christina. God, it felt so good. Her body was instantly
 
 drenched in heat, and when Christina pulled away, she wanted to tug her
 
 back and kiss her until they were breathless. The waiting, the being so
 
 close, the working together— it had all been hard. Taylor could feel her
 
 body’s frustration and longing growing, but she tamped it down and offered
 
 a shaky laugh.
 
 “Yes. I think it’s time to go see chickens.”
 
 Christina understood. She was just as visibly affected. Her breathing
 
 was different, her pupils huge, but she composed herself quickly. Even so,
 
 she didn’t let go of Taylor’s hand until they reached the house.
 
 Chapter 19
 
 Christina
 
 Christina couldn’t remember the last time she’d ever had more fun. She
 
 loved the chickens’ soft, downy brown and speckled feathers. She thought it
 
 was hilarious that Chloe had absolutely no fear. She knew how to catch the
 
 chickens and how to hold them. She might only be six, but her skills were