The Coma Prince’s Fiancée novel Chapter 6

Randy couldn’t believe what he’d just seen. Was this really the kind of strength you’d expect from a girl who supposedly couldn’t even open a bottle by herself?

Rebecca didn’t seem fazed at all. She glanced at him and asked, “Where should I put this?”

Snapping out of his trance, Randy cleared his throat. “Just throw it in the truck bed.”

Rebecca nodded, set the feed in the back, tossed her luggage in after it, then used the seat for leverage and hopped right into the tractor. Clean, smooth, not a move wasted. She made it look effortless.

Randy grinned, a little impressed. “You’ve got skills. Do you train or something?”

Rebecca leaned back against the seat, her tone casual. “Not really. Just ended up in a lot of fights, I guess. You pick things up.”

That caught Randy off guard. Tough girl? Maybe even a bit of a troublemaker?

He hesitated, then tried again, keeping his tone light. “You’re nineteen this year, right? Which college are you at?”

She tossed out her answer without blinking. “Some no-name place. Dropped out.”

Randy raised his eyebrows. “Didn’t like it?”

“I guess. Lost interest.” She stretched and let out a huge yawn.

Honestly, for her, college was old news. She felt like she’d gone through it all back in grade school, so what was the point?

“So, what do you actually like to do?” Randy asked, still curious.

“Sleep.” She tugged her hoodie forward, covering her face, and closed her eyes right then and there.

She hadn’t slept in two days and was just about ready to pass out. There was no point talking anymore.

Randy just shook his head and laughed quietly. He gave up on the conversation and pulled out his phone to send a message.

Irvin, your lost-and-found little sis really has a vibe. I like her. If your family doesn’t want her, I’ll just take her.

The reply was fast.

Get lost.

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