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“Did it seem romantic? Because if you remember, they dated before her and Hunter.”
“I do remember that very weird fact, but Brody was too erratic for me to judge. She seemed more like a big sister calming him down, but I could have misread that. Savage will likely have a better read.”
I glance at my watch. “Damn. I have a meeting I have to go to, and we haven’t even talked about the plan to deal with yourbrother. Let’s both give Grayson and Eric a ride to the airport. We can all talk about it then.”
Her spine stiffens. “Oh no. I’m uncomfortable talking to them about my brother before we talk. I’d rather not.”
I don’t push her. She’s right. We need to talk about this, just her and I. “Fair enough. I’ll be a while then. Do you want me to walk you to the house?”
“I don’t want Walker to have to watch me there and keep the castle secure. I’ll stay here if they can get me my MacBook. And if it’s safe. Is the security system back up?”
I grab my phone. “I’m texting Savage.” I key in the message. “If Chance attacks my family and this business is this family—”
“You’ll fight back,” she supplies. “I know that, but I’d prefer we go back to San Francisco and just confront him, so that we stop him from doing something stupid. But maybe it needs to be just me. You can’t leave the Harvest.”
“Not a chance in hell. I will not let you risk your life.”
“He’s mybrother.”
She says that like it’s the armor that protects her; it’s not. “So was Hunter,” I remind her, “and we both have reason to believe he knew. Not to mention, York is angry as hell and on the loose.” My phone beeps with a reply from Savage. I scan it and look at her. “Savage says you’re good. He’ll have your MacBook brought to you. And the castle is secure. His team setup their own power source for security, whatever that means.” I push off the stool and step to her side, my hand sliding under her hair to settle on her neck. “We’ll leave tomorrow.”
“No, Jax. Your Harvest. You can’t leave.”
“I’ve done enough here. And you’re right, we need to just face Chance. I need to be ready for that to backfire, but we need to be done with this. We’ll leave tomorrow.” I kiss her temple. “I’ll meet you here in about three hours. If you want to go back to the house, just tell Savage. You have his number, right?”
“I do. His and Smith’s.”
“Right. Good. I better go.” I kiss her again, and this time, my lips linger on hers. “I don’t like leaving you alone.”
“You can’t live here with me if you’re afraid to leave me alone. And as I told Savage, Brody isn’t suddenly going to like me.”
“You’re right,” I conclude. “We need to just get a house away from here.”
“I love both the castle and the beach house, and I haven’t even met the woman in red yet. I vote we stay here.”
“If that means you’re going to move in with me, we’ll talk tonight.”
“About a lot of things,” she says, “but, right now, go. Work your North magic on your clients. Go. Get it over with. Goodbye.”
“For now,” I say, and I have no idea why I add those words. I just know that she’s hard as hell to leave behind. Perhaps it’s all the talk of Hunter’s death, but I can’t shake the feeling that leaving her behind is a mistake.
Chapter one hundred seven
Jax
The wind gusts across the private airfield, forcing Grayson Bennett’s private jet to remain on the runway. While inconvenient for him, it allows me the opportunity to join him and Eric in the luxury plane to talk about the Knight empire. Eric gets right to the crux of the matter. “You’re in love with her,” he says, sipping North Whiskey from a fine crystal glass, across from me in a booth. “Which makes sense since you lobbied for her interest.”
I don’t ask who “her” is. The man witnessed the force of will that is Emma Knight. We both know who he’s talking about. Grayson, who sits between us, arches a brow, waiting for my answer. And I give it to him. “Yes,” I say, no hesitation in me with good reason. She came into my life. She owned me that easily. And there was never any chance I’d look back. “It wasn’t exactly my plan considering who she is,” I add, “but I’m beyond resistance. In fact, I’m all in which means—”
“Your agenda has changed,” Grayson says, clinking the ice in his glass. “The quality of your whiskey has not. Your father would be pleased. It’s damn good. He was a damn good man, anhonorable man. That’s the kind of man I like to do business with. I believe you are one of those men.”
“I assure you I am, though I will admit to a hunger for revenge against the Knight family, and sins I believe they committed against my brother. But Emma brought me back to me.”
“I’m glad to hear it,” he says. “That’s a trek to make but one that we’ve all had to resist at some point in life.”
“We talked about getting a look at Chance Knight’s true colors,” Eric interjects. “Which were on board with considering our potential business partnership.”
I know what he’s made of but I don’t say that. I promised Emma a fair shot for Chance. I told her, in not so many words, that I wanted Chance to prove me wrong. I owe it to her to give him that chance.
