The Good Groom by Taylor Hart

Author:Taylor Hart [Hart, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ArchStone Ink
Published: 2019-01-08T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

After working all day and eating an amazing dinner prepared by Jorge’s mom, Dax stood on the veranda, watching the sunset. It felt good to be physical and work hard. Pounding nails suited him. If this was therapy, he’d gladly take it.

He thought about Sky. She plowed through projects, taking direction from Ron and doing the assigned task like a pro. His attraction to her was becoming a familiar feeling. Dang, the woman was distracting.

He grunted. Maybe that was a perk of the trip. Having several distractions from his life was a good thing right now. His body was tired, yet his mind was calm and clear. He felt good.

His phone buzzed, and he saw a text from his mother. Please come to the Masquerade Ball on Friday. It would mean everything to me.

Simultaneously, annoyance and guilt surged through him. He called his mother.

“Hello,” she chirped.

“Hey, Mom.”

“I’m so glad you called. I miss you.” Her voice was a bit shaky.

“I miss you, too.”

“Come to Denver.”

Dax sighed. “Actually, I’m in Puerto Rico building houses right now.”

“What?”

He winced, knowing he should have told her sooner. “It’s … a complicated thing that I have to do for work.”

“For the Titans?”

Unable to stop himself, Dax let the whole story spill out: why he was here, how the owner of the Titans had entrusted his fate to Jon Kincaid, and why Sky was supposedly helping him. He found himself telling his mom all about Sky, even about their kiss and her father.

“Well, son, it sounds like being in Puerto Rico might be for you—and maybe for this girl, too.” His mom always called the women he dated girls.

“Maybe.” He grinned, then sighed. “How’s Ty?”

“Good.” She sighed, too. “And all your brothers have been here. They are all trying to figure out ways to earn money to try to find a cure for ALS.”

“That’s good.”

“But they need you.” Before he could respond, she said, “I know you’ll come home when you can. Now, you be good, and I love you.”

She’d clearly let him off the hook.

“Love you too, Mom.” He pressed end and stared at the ocean, wishing for so many things.

The sliding glass door opened behind him, and he heard Sky’s voice. “Hey, want to go to the beach with me?”

Instantly, he was on edge. She’d worked next to him all day, and he felt a bit nervous around her. When was the last time he’d been nervous around a woman? High school? For a second, he just focused on breathing as he stared at her pretty face and striking red hair.

As if sensing his hesitation, she put her hands up, surrendering. “Not as your therapist. Just for fun.” She winked at him.

He saw a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, and he said, “Not a date, I’m assuming, ’cause you don’t date football players.”

She gave him a stilted smile. “No, I don’t.”

“Do you surf?”

She grinned. “You’re speaking my language, Brady.”

The way she said his last name—like they were on the same team, but also like she was flirting with him—made him feel lighter.

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