The Last Second Chance: a Small Town Love Story (Blue Moon book 3)
“He couldn’t find his loafers, wasn’t even sure if they’d made the trip from L.A., so he went with the pair of suede lace up boots he’d gotten from Willa, the owner of Blue Moon Boots.
He grabbed his dark wool coat out of the hall closet and yelled a good-bye to Carter and Summer in the kitchen.
“We’re not having sex this time,” his brother yelled back. “You’re allowed to come back.”
Jax made a show of stomping down the hall covering his eyes.
“I am entering the kitchen,” he shouted.
Carter beaned him with a dinner roll and Summer muttered something about never living things down as she loaded plates into the dishwasher. Valentina’s ears were visible over the island as she helped with the clean up by licking the dishes before they went into the washer.
“Sorry, Summer,” Jax said, without a hint of contrition.
She shot him a frown.
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