now.
“Sam and Taran are good friends of ours. Eve’s going to be
disappointed she missed it.”
“Not Remington?”
“Remy, he prefers Remy,” Avery corrected swiftly. “He’ll be
happy for them too. At one time, he went out to dinner with Taran’s brother’s
wife, Morgan. There were some problems between Ethan and Remy because of it.”
“I’m assuming she wasn’t his wife at the time?”
“No, it was a while back, but the Maddox brothers are all
very possessive of their women. Fortunately it’s all resolved between them and
Remy, given he’s part of my brother’s club. The only way that could happen was
if Phalen Maddox vetted him.”
“If Phalen is anything like his younger brother, I’d say
he’s the right man for the job.”
“He is,” Avery said. “They’re all great guys. You’d enjoy
being around them, I’d think, considering your mountain house and it’s plethora
of playrooms. Who knows, maybe when you do come to visit us in New England,
you’ll find someone special.”
“My love life will work itself out, Red. No worries there.”
“I hope so.” Avery looked up at him and smiled, warming his
heart. “You’ve been nothing but a good friend to me since we met, Jaxon. But
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you truly happy.”
“As I said, it’ll work itself out,” Jax assured, somehow
thinking of the couple he was about to meet. He didn’t really know them, yet he
had the feeling that his life was about to change because of them.
Whether it was the crazy sex dream that sparked his
interest, he couldn’t say. He only hoped he didn’t make a fool of himself and
he didn’t dishonor Niko and Gemma’s memory.
“Shall we go?” Avery asked, breaking into Jax’s thoughts.
“Beauty first,” he replied, sweeping his hand out for her to
precede him out of the club. Trevor had himself an amazing woman. She’d make
his best friend the very best wife a man could hope for.
As for himself, Jax didn’t know if love was in the cards for
him again. What were the chances of lightning striking twice?
Chapter Six
Dare Hotel and Spa
After leaving Colorado on Monday, Eve and Remy had made
stops in Utah and Carson City. It’d been a blast. They slowed down a little.
Remy let her drive his truck more often and a few times she’d read aloud from
her Kindle during particularly long treks.
At night they’d climb into the camper, bunk down, make love
and talk for hours. It was heaven. Remy was sweet and kind, confident and
strong, all at the same time. He was the kind of man her father would approve
of if he ever gave him a chance.
To her dad, Remington Sinclair was just a ghost hunter, a
man who couldn’t possibly offer a woman such as herself a long-term commitment
or a stable home. That was ridiculous. The New England Paranormal
Investigators were successful and this trip to Dare was meant to expand
their horizons to the national level.
Miraculously, during the conversations she’d had with her
father whenever she and Remy stopped somewhere on their journey to Nevada,
she’d started convincing him that the research was legitimate. She didn’t know
if her dad would ever believe in ghosts outright, but he didn’t scoff about it
or call it trivial.
Finally, late this morning they’d packed the truck for the
next stop in their itinerary, Dare, Nevada. Fortunately, they wouldn’t have to
move for a little while, mainly because Remy hoped the town’s investors, who
also served as the town council, would permit him to do some preliminary
investigations.
If Remy’s quest was approved, Eve would begin her own
research into the town’s past. Even though she’d done some preliminary
homework, she really wanted to interview those who knew the town best, the
town’s original investors who’d reportedly rescued it from demolition.
But as anxious as Eve was to meet the men who’d brought Dare
into the twenty-first century, she was a little sad. Feminine intuition told
her
“Sam and Taran are good friends of ours. Eve’s going to be
disappointed she missed it.”
“Not Remington?”
“Remy, he prefers Remy,” Avery corrected swiftly. “He’ll be
happy for them too. At one time, he went out to dinner with Taran’s brother’s
wife, Morgan. There were some problems between Ethan and Remy because of it.”
“I’m assuming she wasn’t his wife at the time?”
“No, it was a while back, but the Maddox brothers are all
very possessive of their women. Fortunately it’s all resolved between them and
Remy, given he’s part of my brother’s club. The only way that could happen was
if Phalen Maddox vetted him.”
“If Phalen is anything like his younger brother, I’d say
he’s the right man for the job.”
“He is,” Avery said. “They’re all great guys. You’d enjoy
being around them, I’d think, considering your mountain house and it’s plethora
of playrooms. Who knows, maybe when you do come to visit us in New England,
you’ll find someone special.”
“My love life will work itself out, Red. No worries there.”
“I hope so.” Avery looked up at him and smiled, warming his
heart. “You’ve been nothing but a good friend to me since we met, Jaxon. But
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you truly happy.”
“As I said, it’ll work itself out,” Jax assured, somehow
thinking of the couple he was about to meet. He didn’t really know them, yet he
had the feeling that his life was about to change because of them.
Whether it was the crazy sex dream that sparked his
interest, he couldn’t say. He only hoped he didn’t make a fool of himself and
he didn’t dishonor Niko and Gemma’s memory.
“Shall we go?” Avery asked, breaking into Jax’s thoughts.
“Beauty first,” he replied, sweeping his hand out for her to
precede him out of the club. Trevor had himself an amazing woman. She’d make
his best friend the very best wife a man could hope for.
As for himself, Jax didn’t know if love was in the cards for
him again. What were the chances of lightning striking twice?
Chapter Six
Dare Hotel and Spa
After leaving Colorado on Monday, Eve and Remy had made
stops in Utah and Carson City. It’d been a blast. They slowed down a little.
Remy let her drive his truck more often and a few times she’d read aloud from
her Kindle during particularly long treks.
At night they’d climb into the camper, bunk down, make love
and talk for hours. It was heaven. Remy was sweet and kind, confident and
strong, all at the same time. He was the kind of man her father would approve
of if he ever gave him a chance.
To her dad, Remington Sinclair was just a ghost hunter, a
man who couldn’t possibly offer a woman such as herself a long-term commitment
or a stable home. That was ridiculous. The New England Paranormal
Investigators were successful and this trip to Dare was meant to expand
their horizons to the national level.
Miraculously, during the conversations she’d had with her
father whenever she and Remy stopped somewhere on their journey to Nevada,
she’d started convincing him that the research was legitimate. She didn’t know
if her dad would ever believe in ghosts outright, but he didn’t scoff about it
or call it trivial.
Finally, late this morning they’d packed the truck for the
next stop in their itinerary, Dare, Nevada. Fortunately, they wouldn’t have to
move for a little while, mainly because Remy hoped the town’s investors, who
also served as the town council, would permit him to do some preliminary
investigations.
If Remy’s quest was approved, Eve would begin her own
research into the town’s past. Even though she’d done some preliminary
homework, she really wanted to interview those who knew the town best, the
town’s original investors who’d reportedly rescued it from demolition.
But as anxious as Eve was to meet the men who’d brought Dare
into the twenty-first century, she was a little sad. Feminine intuition told
her
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