Sing Me Back Home by Eve Gaddy

Author:Eve Gaddy [Gaddy, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, Western
Goodreads: 23204072
Publisher: Tule Publishing Group
Published: 2013-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

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“What happened to Dylan?” Jack asked his brother Wyatt. He and Wyatt had met at Grey’s after work to have a beer and play some pool. Gina had stayed home to “do her homework,” which he knew meant anything but. She’d probably gotten on the phone the minute he walked out the door.

“Dylan stayed home with Lulabelle,” his brother said, referring to one of their mares. “She’s ready to foal any day now.” Wyatt checked his cell phone. “He’ll call me if she does. ’Course I can’t hear it over the noise in this place. I put it on vibrate.”

“I hate cell phones,” Jack said.

“Since when?”

“Since this morning. I’ve been playing phone tag with Maya all day. Either the reception is bad, the messages she’s left me are garbled, or she doesn’t answer and it goes straight to voicemail.”

“Trouble with the Heartbreaker, bro?”

“No, smart ass.” At least, he didn’t think so, but since he couldn’t talk to her he didn’t know. “Stop calling her the Heartbreaker, or I’ll break your face.”

Wyatt laughed. “You and what army?”

Jack considered it briefly, but even though punching Wyatt would be satisfying, he couldn’t do it. His patients would hear about it without fail, and every single one of them would disapprove of Jack punching one of his brothers, no matter how much said brother deserved it. “Ha. You’ve forgotten what happened last time.”

“Probably, since I haven’t been in a fist fight with you since you went to medical school.”

“Some of us are responsible professionals.”

“Yeah. Must be a drag sometimes,” Wyatt said. “Now me, I don’t have to worry about my image. Or women either.”

He had a point. “I’m not worried about women,” he said, focusing on Wyatt’s last comment.

“Obviously, or you wouldn’t be dating the—”

Jack glared at him, daring him to complete the sentence.

“Maya,” he said with a grin, as Jack sank the eight ball.

“Add it to your tab?” Jack asked, racking the balls to start a new game.

Wyatt shrugged. “When’s the wedding?”

Caught in the act of breaking, Jack’s shot went squirrely. “Damn it, you did that on purpose.”

“It’s a logical question. You sure as shit haven’t been sleeping with any other women since Brianna died. Figure that means you’re serious.”

Jack felt a pang of guilt at the mention of Brianna, but brushed it aside. He opened his mouth to explain that his sex life hadn’t been quite that dismal, but thought better of it. His sex life, or lack thereof, was his own business. “Who said anything about marriage? We’re just getting to know each other again.”

Wyatt smirked at him. “Whatever you say, bro.”

After that, Jack’s game went to hell. He couldn’t stop thinking about Maya. Maya and the M-word. Marriage.

*

If Jack hadn’t been so preoccupied, he’d have cared more that Wyatt was cleaning up at the pool table. Where the hell was Maya? he wondered for the hundredth time. If just one of those calls had been more clear, he would know. As it was, he missed being with her. One night and he already missed her.

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