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Bennett smirked, his eyes narrowing. I knew the look. I knew what he wanted to say, but he was stopping himself.
“Say it.”
“I’ve never seen you this worked up over a girl. You were a mess the night of the wedding. Sure, the set was good, but you had a hard time concentrating on some of the lyricsbecauseof her, but now she helps you focus?”
“How the tables have turned,” I joked.
Bennett chuckled. “We’ll work on the song, keep practicing the tempo and I’ll send over the sheet music for you. I take it you want me to bring your guitar?”
“Please, I’d rather have electric for our show. Milo has a key to my place, just carry it on the plane. If I find out you checked it—” I glared at him. He knew how important that guitar was. It was my first electric, and, even though I had a few, it was the one that carried our shows.
“I know, you’ll leave the band and kill me. Got it.” He waved me off with his hand. “I’ll take good care of her. Chase needs to know if the guy has a drum set or if he has to pack it up?”
“Pack it up and check it, Pete mentioned bringing our own instruments, but said hotel accommodations would be taken care of.”
“And he delivered on that too. We all got our confirmations. Looks fancy.” Bennett wiggled his eyebrows. “Something called Stein Erikson.”
“Hell yeah, and this is Park City, everything is fancy here.”
“Yeah well, we will have to add it to our tour list. I better get going, you have a family function and I need to get back to work. I’ll shoot over that sheet music.” Bennett grinned.
Waving goodbye I locked my phone down. I had a few minutes before we left for the mountain. I really should contact Clay and get some work done, but I had zero motivation for it. Instead, I slipped on my coat and boots and went outside to see Jamie with her nephews. They had worked hard all morning on another snowman to add to their growing family of snow people, and the fort was still standing from our first snowball fight.
Zipping up my coat, I wandered towards them. Killian noticed me first, giving me a large smile and wave. Phillip ran over to give me a quick hug, allowing me to throw him over my shoulder as I took the remaining few steps over to them. Jamie’s beanie was covered in the fresh snow that fell from the clouds, her blonde hairan absolute mess around her shoulders, but she didn’t care, she was focused on that snowman.
“Uncle Daxton, put me down!” Phillip began to punch my back.
“Phillip, don’t hit,” Jillian corrected him as I put him down in the snow.
Jamie stood up straight, using her sleeve to wipe her forehead. “I think this is our best one yet, don’t you,” she asked her nephews as she stepped back to admire her work on the snowman. So far, they had a huge snowman who was dubbed the “daddy,” and two little ones, who were rightfully dubbed the “twins.” This one must be the “mom.”
I set Phillip down on the ground as he gave me one last punch and then took off towards the cabin.
“Best one yet, Jamie.” I smiled, sticking my hands in my pockets. “What’s on the agenda today?”
“Relaxing,” Jamie responded, stretching her arms out to the side, her eyes closed as she lifted her head to the sky.
“Snowball fight!” Killian screamed.
The small human reached down and gathered snow in his hands, packing it down into a ball and aiming right at his mother. Jillian held her hand out, one finger raised and that motherly look on her face. “I don’t think so Killian, drop it.”
Furrowing his brow, Killian dropped the snowball. “Come on, Mom, we need to have another one.” He slumped.
“Yeah, Mom . . .” Phillip whined.
“I’m out,” Jamie raised her hands in surrender. “This snowman is done, the family is complete. I am going to go start that fire on the back deck and sit with some hot chocolate. I. Am. Relaxing.”
“It’s snowing.” I pinched my eyebrows and looked towards the white clouds that covered the sky. “I don’t think I’ve seen the sun since I’ve been here.”
“It has been a wet winter,” Jillian agreed. “However, that fire pit and a hot chocolate sounds perfect.”
Jamie walked over to me and slid her arm around my waist, pulling me close to her body. Her hair was wet and the tip of her nose was bright red. She scrunched her nose and looked up at me.
“Are you going to join us by the fire, or are you going to be all boring and broody alone in the cabin?”
I kept in my chuckle.Broody.That wasn’t the first time she had called me that, and the sheer memory of it made the heat rise. Raising my hand, I brush some snow from her cheeks.
“I need to get this set list, and Bennett is demanding lyrics.”
