Rock Star's Ballad (White Mist Series Book 3) by A. P. Jensen Read Free Book Online Page B

town in Montana.  
    “What do you want, Daniel?” Regan asked sharply, pronouncing his name as ‘Danielle’ with a French accent that made Demi blink in surprise.  
    “Just came by to see Demi,” Daniel said and held out his hand. “It’s been a while.”
    Demi shook his hand, bewildered by his presence. Not only was Johnny Bentley in this town, but billionaire Daniel Martin as well? Was there a goldmine nearby?  
    “Yes, it has,” Demi said politely and couldn’t help herself. “What are you doing here?”
    “I’m building a resort fifteen minutes from here. It’s on the lake and hasn’t been staffed yet.” Daniel’s eyes flicked to Regan before he asked, “What are you doing here, Demi?”
    “Starting over,” Regan said firmly.  
    Daniel looked back at Demi, eyes narrowed ever so slightly. “I heard The Ashton Hotel has a new owner.”
    Demi gave him a steely smile. “Right.”
    “You did the best you could,” Daniel said.  
    Demi nodded curtly. “I know.”
    “You could have come to me for help before you were bought out. I—”
    “I think I’m done looking to men for help,” Demi said and Regan gave her a thumb’s up.  
    “If you’re settling here and looking for a job, I could use your expertise at the resort,” Daniel said.  
    Demi’s heart skipped and she was about to answer when Regan kicked her under the table.  
    “Actually, Daniel, Demi is going to work with me,” Regan said.  
    Daniel frowned. “With you?”
    “I’m starting my own business and Demi has the qualifications I need.”
    Demi hoped Regan knew what the hell she was doing. Daniel’s hotel chain was world renown for quality and he was offering her a lifeline when she desperately needed one.  
    “Well, if you need a job… or anything else, call me.” Daniel inclined his head and walked out of the diner.  
    “How do you know him?” Regan and Demi asked each other at the same time.  
    “Was engaged to him,” Regan said with a grimace, “and now he’s invading my turf.”
    Demi’s eyes bulged as she reciprocated. “He was a business acquaintance of my father’s. You were engaged to him? Oh my God. Why is he opening a Martin in Montana?”
    “Thanks to Johnny, Gwen and Trey, White Mist has suddenly gone on the map,” Regan said gloomily. “Businesses are booming and it’s becoming the place to stalk your favorite musicians. A lot of artists come here to collaborate with Gwen. Between the three of them, the traffic in and out of White Mist is sickening.”
    “And what’s this business you’re starting?”  
    “I’m a business consultant,” Regan said airily. “My mom has a shop here and it wasn’t doing well, since there wasn’t much traffic through White Mist, pre Johnny, Trey and Gwen so I put her merchandise online. It was a huge hit, which is good since most of the crafters are locals. Several businesses have asked me to do the same for them and I’ve been doing it as a hobby, but its become more demanding and complicated so I decided to go legit and I’m taking on my first client. I’ve been requested outside of White Mist, but I want to start locally first. Since you have a similar background to me, I think you’ll catch on quick. I think we could work well together. What do you say?”
    An hour ago she thought this place wasn’t for her and now, she was being offered a job. “You’re serious?” Demi asked dubiously.  
    “Of course. My husband works at the electric company and he’s a bear when I’m not home on time. I drag Chase everywhere with me and he’s a good trooper, but there’s some days when he’s not down with it and I need backup. If you’re good at it, we can expand the business and consult separately.”
    Demi stared at her for a long minute. “Regan, you don’t even know me.”
    “Yes, I do,” Regan said and leaned forward. “You care about Johnny.” She held up a hand when Demi tried to interrupt. “You can’t fake the emotion on your