This Old Wind (Leanin' N Book 5) by BA Tortuga

Author:BA Tortuga [Tortuga, BA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Turtlehat Creatives
Published: 2020-12-21T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Michael grabbed the rental paperwork off the desk and nodded to Simon and the girls. “Y’all ready?”

The truck was totaled, but he had two weeks of a rental to finance himself a new one, and they had to run back up to grab their stuff, get a bag for Simon, and tell the man’s folks goodbye.

They’d been sweet, even offering to keep the girls while he ran down the mountain, but he didn’t think that was right. They hadn’t come to be babysitters, after all.

He’d rented a nice SUV. He thought maybe he’d try it out, see what he thought. If he worked it right, he could buy himself a POS work truck straight out, just something for hauling hay and manure, and get him and the girls something fancier.

Stoney could hook him up. That man always knew someone who needed to sell a vehicle.

The SUV was cushy, and the girls settled in, excited about the DVD screens in the back. “Lord, they’re going to get spoiled. What do you drive, honey?”

Michael’d bet it was a fancy-assed sports car. It was LA.

“Depends. When I get a chance, I have an old Chevelle I fixed up years ago. Otherwise I have a Lexus.” Simon grimaced a little. “I also have a driver on call for when I have to go into the city too much. Traffic is a bear, and I would rather trust a pro.”

See him. See him not say anything that mentioned sleepy rock stars who totaled perfectly innocent cowboys’ trucks.

“That makes sense. I haven’t been in a city driving bigger than the Junction in a long time.”

“Not much for Denver, huh?”

“Not so much, no.” The Front Range could keep itself. The drive through De Beque Canyon was so much easier than Glenwood Canyon, Eisenhower Tunnel, and Vail Pass… Ugh.

Although he loved Vail and Breckenridge and went that direction a lot.

None of it was big city.

“But Aspen is okay?”

“It’s great. I avoid it during ski week or the X Games, but I avoid Glenwood on Farmer’s Market Day and Friday afternoons too.” Michael snorted. “I’m kind of a hick.”

“You like it quieter, that’s all.”

“Yeah. We all got our rhythms in life. Yours are bigger, that’s all. I bet my girls end up bigger than me.”

“Maybe.” Simon glanced over his shoulder. “I can see Mickey as a songwriter, holing up at a lake house up at Tahoe, scribbling away with her guitar. Chloe will choose the limelight.”

“Yeah. They both shine like their momma.” And like their biological dad. Dammit, this was fucked-up.

“Mom is kinda in love with them.” There was something in the way Simon said that… Something that made Michael itch a little.

“She’s a sweetheart. She’s going to be a great grandmother, I can tell.” He felt like a piece of shit, saying that.

“I think so, yeah. Stevie is going to go nuts at how Mom will want to be around all the time.” Simon chuckled, and the tension popped like a bubble.

“Yeah, my mom was my savior. She helped a ton.

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