Golden Hour

Jackson

I’m the broken and recluse Finch son, until Shiloh bursts into my office.

My family’s brewery’s newest employee, and the woman who forces sunshine into my gray sky.

I have no interest in a friend, especially one ten years younger than me, but she’s breaking down my walls.

No matter how much I fight it, she’s bringing me back to life.

Shiloh

I want Jackson to like me so much, but he’s gruff and grumpy and I know he hates me.

I’ll keep trying, though, because I know there’s a gooey center inside that hard shell.

Although this small town knows why, something hurt Jackson, and I want him to tell me.

No matter how much I fight it, his touch feels like golden hour.