Million-Dollar Consequences by Jessica Lemmon

Author:Jessica Lemmon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2022-02-23T14:05:13+00:00

Thirteen

Three days. It’d been three days since he’d had sex with Meghan. It was beginning to appear as if the proverbial honeymoon was over, and they weren’t even married.

Worse, they weren’t snapping at each other, or openly arguing about whether or not she was moving to LA. Her mornings were rushed, with her gathering her laptop and planner and kissing him goodbye on her way to work at the coffee shop. By evening, she’d been parked in front of her laptop, headphones on, editing her latest podcast.

He’d planned on asking her about their abnormal dry spell until this morning, when he’d opened the bathroom cabinet and spotted a box of tampons on the shelf. That’s when he realized she was on her period, which explained the lack of sex. She was still sore at him, but at least she wasn’t repulsed by him.

God, he was an idiot.

He finished filming by one o’clock in the afternoon. Ashley told everyone to take the day and the next off since she’d like “some alone time with my sexy husband,” who had come to town to visit. Isaac would take it. He could use the time to patch things up with Meghan, and hopefully sell her on the idea of California, after all.

“My last day.” Outside of the hotel, Max expertly steered away from a group of fans with pens at the ready.

“You should sign something for them,” Isaac urged, smiling and waving at the raised cell phones.

“Pass,” Max said. “Let’s get a beer. Then you can tell me what’s been eating at you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s me, Isaac. You know I know.”

He probably did. They had always had that twin-mindmeld thing, and being close in proximity had amped it up tenfold. “Okay, but we have to go to your place or mine. I can’t talk freely at Rocky’s.”

“My place,” Max decided, angling for his truck.

Twenty minutes later, they arranged two Adirondack chairs around the bonfire Max had built in his backyard. Facing the mountainside, the crisp fall air cooling his lungs, Isaac was glad they hadn’t gone to a restaurant to talk. The solitude of Max’s place was nice. As if choreographed, they each lifted their beer bottles and sucked down hearty swallows.

“Damn, that tastes good.” Max lowered into his chair.

“Tastes better because it’s your last day of shooting.” But his brother’s last day wasn’t entirely welcome to Isaac. That “whole feeling” was splintering yet again. With his and Meghan’s distance, with Max wrapping his final scenes.

He hated this feeling. Brooding, he sat in his own chair and stared at the fire.

“Assuming your mood has something to do with Meghan,” Max said.

“What mood?”

Max pointed at him. “That one.”

Isaac gave in and explained his last argument with Meghan, concluding, “LA would be good for her.”

“And for you.”

“Well, yeah. But this has always been about helping each other. What’s wrong with that?”

“Meghan doesn’t want to live in LA any more than I do. Did she tell you she looked at a house out here?”

“She mentioned it.

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