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Holy shit.
He had no idea what he was supposed to do with that.
Because he hadn’t been able to get it out of his mind, and he was...
His body stirred.
Hell. And damn.
But he was resolved in his decisions to invest in the hotel. Even more so after last night. She needed him. If he didn’t help, she was going to end up neck-deep in debt.
And maybe... Okay, maybe he needed her too.
Maybe he was ready to admit it was time to make something of his own.
But this was the thing. Whatever had happened last night, it was an anomaly. He wasn’t going to let that dictate his actions, but it might also be telling him that he needed to stop and make a choice.
He was all thrown off because he was indecisive. So he was indecisive no more.
He was investing in the hotel. He was staying.
He’d realized this morning at breakfast that he couldn’t afford to be wishy-washy. Not now. This was the time to make a decision.
He put his truck in Park and got out, stepping toward the barn. There had to be something to do. It was a ranch. There had to be something physical that he could pour himself into.
He was just about to go grab a rake, because God knew he could probably always muck a stall, when his brother Boone appeared from one of the stalls. “Howdy,” he said. He looked him over. “You look... Not particularly well rested.”
“What’s your problem, Boone?”
“I don’t have a problem. You seem to.”
“No problem. Just thinking about some things.”
“Oh yeah?” Boone crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the stall door. “What kind of things?”
“I decided to invest in Cara’s hotel thing.”
“Her hotel thing?”
“Yes. You know, she’s going to buy the Little Rock hotel. I thought that I would throw some money behind it. What she wants to do is pretty ambitious and... Anyway, I get the trust fund money next week.”
“Wow. Well. Good for you. And here I thought you were just going to use it the way that I did.”
“Hookers and blow?”
Boone laughed. “I mean, basically.”
“I think we both know that isn’t true,” said Jace.
“Hey. You don’t know.”
“I think you pretend there’s nothing more to you than that, but we all know there is.”
“There maybe used to be,” he said. “But there’s not now.” He got a slightly distant look to his eye.
It was impossible to know what Boone thought about anything. And yet, sometimes, Jace thought there was something in his brother that was just plain sad, and it wasn’t the same kind of sad the rest of them were—they shared a common grief, so there was a bit of it that was inevitable. But there was something else to Boone, he just couldn’t quite say what it was.
“Have you ever thought about investing in property?”
