Del thought, wondering when his brother had stopped working with glass and started managing a bar.
âHowâs business?â he asked.
âGood.â Nick grinned. âWe had a bit of a rough start, but weâre busy now. We get a good crowd. A nice mix of tourists and locals. The karaoke is popular.â He nodded at the stage. âYou should come sing sometime.â
Del laughed. âThatâs not gonna happen.â He glanced around. âHow long have you been working here?â
âSince it opened.â Nickâs humor faded. âDonât you get on me, too. I have to take that crap from Dad. You donât get to talk about it.â
The âitâ being his brotherâs talent, Del thought. Because while he and Aidan lacked Ceallachâs phenomenal ability, Nick and the twins were nearly as gifted.
Del held up both hands. âFine. I wonât say a word.â
Nick glared at him for a second before sighing. âYou saw him, didnât you?â
âYesterday.â
âThatâs the same tone of voice Aidan uses when he talks about Dad.â
âWeâre not chosen,â Del said lightly, thinking about how Ceallach always dismissed their motherâs small tour company as unimportant, despite how many times it had put food on the table. From what heâd seen so far, their brother Aidan had grown the company even more. But none of that would matter to Ceallach.
âYouâre still doing well,â Nick said. âCongratulations on selling the company.â
Del sipped his beer. âHowâd you know?â
âI read the business section of the paper every now and then. You got a big write-up here. Local boy makes good. What are you going to do next?â
âI have no idea.â
âPart of the reason you came home?â
âThat and Dadâs birthday.â
âWhich isnât for a few weeks. Thatâs a long time to contemplate your navel.â
Del chuckled. âNot my style. Iâm helping Maya Farlow with some promotional videos for the town. To support tourism and the new slogan.â
Nickâs brows rose. âSeriously?â
âItâs no big deal.â
âYou were going to marry her, and when she dumped you, you left town. Mom was hysterical for weeks. That Maya?â
âYes, and thanks for the recap.â
âYouâre welcome.â Nick studied him. âYouâre really going to work with her?â
âSo it seems.â
Del thought about seeing Maya. She had become an interesting combination of the girl he remembered and someone completely different. Still gorgeous, but beautiful women were easy to find. She was smart, and he liked that. Conversation was as important as sex, in his world.
âWe were friends,â he told his brother. âThereâs no reason for that to have changed. Besides, Iâm grateful for what happened.â
âThatâs an interesting way to look at it.â
Del thought about the life heâd had planned. Before Maya, heâd been ready to take over the family business and live out his days in Foolâs Gold.
âBecause of her I got to travel and see the world. Thereâs a whole lot of interesting stuff going on out there. If Iâd stayed, I would have been miserable.â
âEven with Maya?â
A question he couldnât answer. Nor did he want to try. If Maya had married him...
For a second he allowed himself to picture a house with a yard and a couple of kids. Maya pregnant with a third. Could he have been happy with her? With them?
Ten years ago, he would have sworn the answer was yes. Now, while he wanted the wife and kids, he wasnât sure he could handle the settling down in one place part.
âIâm happy,â he said firmly. Lonely, maybe, but still happy. âWhat she and I had was over years ago. I can work with her, no problem.â
Nick picked up his soda.
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