Thrill Me (Fool's Gold #18)(15)

“I can’t wait,” Maya told her, and meant the words. She wanted to be there when Phoebe married Zane. She wanted to be a part of things. She might not have gotten the network job she’d wanted, but coming back to Fool’s Gold was going to be a good thing.

An hour later Maya hugged Phoebe goodbye. Before heading to her car, she detoured by the barn. Zane kept his office there. She found her ex-stepbrother working on his computer. When he saw her, he smiled.

“Phoebe said you were stopping by. Did she mention the dresses will be in soon?”

Maya stared at the man who had always seemed so disapproving and stern. “Seriously? You want to talk wedding fashions?”

“If it’s important to Phoebe, it’s important to me.”

She grinned and took the visitor’s chair. “Is that a chill I feel from the depths of hell?”

“Just taking care of what matters.”

Maya couldn’t believe how mean old Zane had changed. Although the truth was, he’d never been old or mean. He’d been the one trying to hold the family together after his father died, and neither she nor Chase had made that job easy. His younger brother had been more than a handful and she’d enjoyed pushing Zane’s buttons.

She studied him now, taking in the handsome lines of his face. In truth, they weren’t blood relatives and they’d only lived in the same house for two years. A case could be made that they could have fallen for each other. Only from the second she’d met him, she’d seen him as a brother. An annoying brother with a stick firmly planted up his ass, but family all the same. From what she could tell, he’d thought the same about her. Minus the stick.

Which meant he’d been available to fall for Phoebe. A fact that still made Maya very, very happy.

“She does want to discuss what color the Jordan almonds will be. Lilac, light blue or mauve.”

He made a note on a pad of paper. “I’ll talk to her about it later.”

She blinked. “Really? Just like that.”

“Sure.”

Maya shook her head. “You really are crazy about her. There’s no Jordan almond question. I was just messing with you.”

His mouth curved into a smile. “I’m happy to help her decide. After I look up what they are.”

“Thank God for Google.”

“Absolutely.” He studied her. “It’s nice to have you around, Maya.”

“It’s nice to be around.” She thought about her earlier conversation with Phoebe. How she’d felt safe for the first time when she’d moved to Fool’s Gold. How her teachers had cared and she’d gotten a scholarship for college.

“Was it you?” she asked. “Who funded my college scholarship?”

Zane shook his head. “Sorry, no. I should have offered to help pay for it, but I didn’t think of it. Money was tight back then, so I don’t think my dad would have agreed.”

She remembered. But their brand of money being tight had been a whole lot nicer than her mother’s.

“I just wondered. Somebody put up the money. Mayor Marsha would never tell me who.”

“Maybe they wanted to be anonymous. You should let it be.”

She laughed. “Because I’m going to start taking your advice now?”

“Stranger things have happened.”

“Maybe, but that’s not one of them.” She stood and circled the desk, then gave him a hug. “You’re going to research Jordan almonds, aren’t you?”

“Of course.”

Which only made her love him more.

CHAPTER FOUR

DEL SAT ON the front porch stairs of his cabin. It was late in the afternoon but still a long way from sunset. The temperature was warm and the kids in the area were out playing. He could hear shrieks of laughter, along with friendly taunts.

Being lazy felt good, he thought, reminding himself he should enjoy the moment. Because soon enough he would get restless and want to be doing something. The question was what. He wasn’t an entrepreneur by blood. He’d stumbled into his sky board company in an attempt to please himself. Despite the many offers to collaborate, he wasn’t interested in trying to duplicate the success.

A sleek gray convertible pulled up next to his battered truck. The visitor’s car screamed LA and he knew who it was before she got out.

In the past ten years Maya had changed, the way women did when they grew up. Like the car, she was sleek, with great lines and plenty of power. The analogy made him chuckle. He doubted she would see the compliment.

She wore jeans and boots. A simple loose T-shirt had been tucked into her jeans. She slung a tote bag over her shoulder as she walked toward him. She looked confident and sexy. A nearly unbeatable combination.

For a second, as he watched her, he remembered what it had been like before. When Maya hadn’t been quite so in charge. When she’d stared at him wide-eyed, her mouth trembling right before he’d kissed her.

Their first meeting had been a lightning strike—at least for him. He’d seen her and wanted her. Later, when he’d gotten to know her, he’d found himself as attracted to every part of her. Hearing her laugh had made his day brighter. He’d fallen hard, and for that entire summer, he’d known she was the one.

When she’d accepted his proposal, he’d expected they would spend the rest of their lives together. He’d imagined kids and a yard and everything that went with happily ever after. When she’d dumped him...