The Last Second Chance: A Small Town Love Story (Blue Moon Book 3) by Lucy Score Page A

of the town council. You never know, living in this house.”
    She reappeared moments later with a bundled up Summer in tow. The pocket doors slid shut and Joey wasn’t certain but she thought she heard the snick of a lock. Summer started shucking off layers starting with a purple knit cap and her buff-colored Uggs. She had a white fleecy sweater stretched tight across her rounded belly. The cheery scarf around her neck was next. “I’m so glad you guys called. I spent all day in the office and then all of dinner I divided my time between arguing with Carter and ignoring two sets of beggy eyes.”
    “What are you two fighting about?” Joey asked.
    “Oh, no!” Summer wagged a finger at her and Joey wondered if the commanding finger was some kind of maternal trait. She’d have to ask her own mother. “I want to hear your news first,” Summer said, easing herself down on one of the armchairs.
    There was a thump from the rear set of doors.
    “Hold that thought,” Gia said. “Hot chocolate’s here.” She slid the doors open to reveal a tray-wielding Beckett. “There’s my handsome butler.”
    He was still in his office attire. Neatly pressed gray pants and a light blue button down. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. “The two mugs on the right are the good ones,” he said, dropping a kiss on Gia’s cheek.
    “Thank you, Jeeves,” she said. “Have everything under control?”
    “Rora and I are taking the demon hell spawn outside for a potty break, after which we are convening to the third floor for homework and video games. Evan should be home in the next five minutes or he’s grounded.”
    “God, you’re sexy when you know stuff,” Gia sighed. She took her husband’s face in her hands and gave him an R-rated kiss.
    “Ladies,” he said with a wink as he sauntered out of the room.
    The second the pocket doors slid shut, Joey found both Summer and Gia staring at her.
    “Well?” Summer prodded.
    Suddenly awkward, Joey cleared her throat. She wasn’t very comfortable talking about herself. It was easier to maintain a safe distance if she didn’t go blabbing about herself all the time.
    “I…uh…”
    “Slept with Jax?” Gia offered.
    “Joey shook her head vehemently. “No!”
    “Made out with Jax?” Summer tried.
    “No, well yes. But no.”
    “Definitely coming back to that one,” Summer said, fluffing her blond hair.
    “They made me a partner in the stables.” Joey blurted it out and shoved part of a muffin in her mouth so she wouldn’t have to say anything else right away.
    “What?” Summer said, trying to heave herself out of the chair. Gia, unrestricted by the weight of pregnancy flew at Joey, her arms outstretched.
    “Oh, my God! That’s even more exciting than Jax!”
    “It was the proposal, wasn’t it?” Summer asking, finally gaining her feet.
    Joey nodded and chewed.
    “So how soon do you get to start the breeding program?” Gia asked, releasing her to dole out the mugs.
    Joey swallowed hard. “I guess immediately, seeing as how Jax had a trailer full of perfect equine specimens delivered today.”
    “Jax bought horses?” Gia frowned.
    Here Joey paused because it was here that trepidation warred with excitement. “He bought me two horses. As an investment.”
    “Ohhh.” Summer and Gia got the implication immediately.
    “I made a mistake, didn’t I?” Joey flopped down on the floor pillow next to the sleeping Waffles. “Damn it. I knew it.”
    Gia placed a steaming cup and saucer on the coffee table in front of her.
    “Why in the world would you think you made a mistake?” Summer asked, helping herself to a muffin.
    “Because Jax,” Gia answered, delivering Summer’s hot chocolate.
    “Why does yours smell better than mine?” Summer asked, sniffing the rim of her cup.”
    “Because whiskey and Irish cream,” Gia grinned.
    “That’s going on the Things Summer Gets to Drink After Babies list. Now, back to this mistake nonsense.”
    “It’s not