Mathew saw the smile that Angelina tried to give him. It was a forced smile. Curing to himself, why had he touch her hair. By the way she was trying to hide her disapproval. The touch had been unwelcomed. Making a mental note not to touch her again, stuffing his hand in his pants. Taking a moment to listen to the storm, it didn’t sound like tit was going to stop any time soon. He loved listening to rain. The wind and thunder that came with a storm is what he didn’t like.<br/><br/>“I have some tea, I make some up of you.” Grumbling as he went to the kitchen took a cup from a cabinet. The some tea from the another cabinet. In short order he came back place the cup and tea beside her on the table that sat near her.<br/><br/>“It’s the life I know.” Mathew said simply as he grab up a kettle and poured hot water into the cup. Then he put the kettle back at the fireplace. Taking a seat across form her. Titling his at her. Sighing a bit. “ Yes I enjoyed it. Nothing like being on the open range. There is no place I rather be.” He pause took a sip of his coffee. “This ranch has been in my family for five generation. It has grown from few to acres to five hundred. I hope to continue that. Did you like living in that big city? Even though you didn’t like writing for that paper that you were employed at.”Mathew took another sip of his coffee.