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  Caught Up In Love

  Weston Parker

  BrixBaxter Publishing

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  Introduction

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Epilogue

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  I was chasing what I thought was a dream.

  Having made a billion dollars by twenty-nine, I decided to retire.

  Build a boat. Back where life started in my small town on the lake.

  My days of one-night stands are hopefully behind me.

  I’m ready to find the girl who has a big heart she’s willing to give away.

  And I found her, but she’s tainted by her past.

  Seems life has dealt her a few too many blows, and rich guys aren’t her thing.

  They aren’t mine either. Ha! Looks like we have something in common.

  But this girl… she’s the one. I can feel the truth of it coursing through my veins.

  And if nothing else, the way she looks at me. She wants me. I’ve never been more sure of anything.

  There may be a million fish in the sea, but I only see one option.

  Her.

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  1

  Greyson

  Two years had passed since my best friend, Eric DeVant, gave me the promotion that I’d worked so hard for when I decided it was time to move on in life. Not that I didn’t enjoy my time at DeVant, the marketing agency that I had given my best years to, but seeing Eric and his wife Cassie so happy with each other made me crave something new.

  Eric had decided to continue on in the background, and even though I had full control of DeVant, he had insisted on keeping the bigger office, leaving me with the smaller one down the hall. But thankfully, it had been much quicker to pack.

  I packed the last of my personal items, including a picture that Sierra DeVant, Eric’s daughter, had drawn. The drawing was of me, still handsome even in stick figure form, standing on my dream boat in the middle of a big sea with fish jumping out of the water and puffy clouds over my head.

  “She spent hours on that,” came a voice from across the room that took my attention away from the paper. Eric stood at the door with a half-hearted smile on his face. “My little girl put her heart into it.”

  “I love it. Did you know it’s what has inspired me to move to Maine and pursue my lifelong dream of building my own boat?” Sierra had always been so amazing, and though I had never wanted children before, she made me wonder what I’d be like as a father.

  Eric frowned. “In that case, I should ground her.”

  He didn’t want me to leave the company, but he’d given me the opportunity of retiring at twenty-nine without ever having to work again. Who wouldn’t jump at a chance for that kind of life?

  “Don’t be sore at me,” I said. “I’ll still come back and visit now and then.”

  Eric shrugged it off and walked over to stand near the window, looking out at the city. Even though my office was smaller than his, I still had an amazing view. “Quit all you want, but do you have to move so far away?”

  I took another look through my drawers, running my hand in the top one to see if I’d left anything that I didn’t want my replacement to have. “You and the girls can come and see me. Consider my place another vacation home.”

  Eric chuckled, giving me a goofy grin. “Yeah, because I don’t have enough of those already. But I’ll take you up on it sometime.”

  “You have to. I built enough rooms in my house for you guys to move in permanently.”

  “We’ll vacation together somewhere. But careful what you wish for. Cassie loves Maine. She’s liable to pack us up and move us in. You wouldn’t know what to do with us.”

  “Did I hear my name?” Cassie stuck her head in the door, and that winning smile of hers was as big as ever. As she walked into the room, I was reminded of how lucky my friend was. His wife was a knockout and had been for as long as I had known her. “I know you’re not talking about me.” She gave Eric a playfully narrowed glare, and he reached out for her as she approached, and suddenly, they were in each other’s arms like two magnets drawing themselves together.

  It made me envious, to say the least. I wanted a love like that, to meet someone who was so compatible that the thought of being away from them was the only thing that made me ache.

  “Nah, you know better,” said Eric. “I’m just watching my best friend pack up and leave me.”

  I laughed. “And throwing out enough guilt that I almost feel guilty for moving. Almost.”

  Cassie elbowed Eric. “Honey, don’t hold him back.”

  “Please,” said Eric, rolling his eyes. “I couldn’t hold him back. He’s my wildest friend who could never be tamed, remember?”

  She giggled. “Oh, I remember.” Her eyes had widened like she still blamed me for what happened with me and Katrina after her and Blaine, who was Eric’s little brother, had split up. But I wasn’t going to let it ruin the moment. Especially since that had been a disaster on the heels of the other. I had tried to remain cool about things, and we had ended things mutually, but maybe showing up at Eric’s with a new woman the next day wasn’t the best idea.

  “He’s only having to move because there aren’t any women in New York he hasn’t loved and left.” Eric’s comment only made her roll her eyes.

  If anyone else had pointed that out, I might have been offended. “Hey now. You’re giving her an even worse idea about me. And I don’t know why you two are busting my chops. I’m actually hoping to settle down. Maybe I’ll get as lucky as you and find my soul mate.”

  Eric’s expression softened a bit. “I hope so too. She’s out there somewhere, buddy. Only I’m not sure you’re going to find her in Camden, Maine.” He had teased me about my choice of location for months now, ever since I’d told him that I had made up my mind.

  “I loved that place as a child. My grandfather used to take me there, and I fit in just fine.”

  “If you say so. I’m just not sure if they’re ready for your tailored suits and Italian shoes. They are a bit more laid back than that there, aren’t they?”

  I didn’t dress in suits every day of my life, just the days they saw me. “Yeah, so I’ll have to wear jeans a bit more. Big deal.”

  Cassie’s eyes widened. “You in jeans? You mean, you own a pair?” She and Eric shared a laugh. “Wow, I haven’t seen you in jeans since we were
kids. Hell might have just frozen over.”

  “I’m not that bad, and they might still have a nice gym and spa I could check out.”

  “A gym and a spa?” Cassie laughed, holding her hand on her heart. “Oh, honey, you’re too much of a city boy. You’re going to be in a whole new world.”

  I refused to let them get to me. “I’m going to be in heaven. It’s beautiful there, and my home is amazing. At least, I think it is so far.” I couldn’t wait to get to the water, to see my new house finally complete, and to meet the people.

  “I guess anywhere is better than here, right?” Eric laughed.

  “Nah, I love DeVant, and it’s a great company. I’m proud of the work I’ve done, the legacy I’ll leave, and I’ll cherish the time I got to work with you and your father. But honestly, it’s not any fun with the two of you gone.”

  It had been hard losing Mr. DeVant, who had always been like a father to me, and then when Eric had left things in my hands and I no longer had him to look after, the days had dragged out much longer, and the lack of joy from having my best friend to hang with had started to get to me.

  It was just time for a change. Time to make my life what I wanted it to be. To settle down and stop being with one woman after the other, night after night, with no meaning. I hadn’t had a relationship since Cassie’s friend Katrina, and I gave it a three-day go before realizing that our partnership wasn’t going to survive casual fucking. We were just too much alike.

  There was a melancholic look in Eric’s eyes. “Well, looks like you’re all packed anyway. I see you’re taking the office supplies.”

  “Hey, I’m still on your payroll as an advisor, and I expect these fools around here to need me now and then.” I put the picture in the box and sealed it up.

  “They will,” Eric assured.

  “Speaking of those fools, I should get back downstairs. I’ve got to make my rounds before we leave.” She kissed Eric and then walked over to give me a hug, which she backed away from with tears in her eyes. “Don’t be a stranger. Sierra needs her Uncle Greyson.”

  “I promise I won’t. You take care of my boy.” I gestured at Eric.

  “Oh, don’t you worry about that. And I will keep in touch and let you know how things are at the café. Katrina says sales are up, so that’s good news.” She let out a long breath and wiped her eyes. “Okay, enough sappy tears. I’ll see you.” She hurried out, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

  “She’s great.” I wanted one just like her but tailored to fit me.

  “Yeah, she is. You meet anyone in your new neighborhood yet?”

  I picked up the box and carried it to a stack of others by the door where they were ready to be carried down and loaded into my car. “I haven’t had time. I’ve let the contractor do so much of it. I haven’t even seen it finished yet.”

  “Damn, that’s trusting.”

  “Well, I drove over about a week ago when my things arrived and did a walkthrough, but they hadn’t finished the small details, and one of the feature walls wasn’t finished, some cabinet work, and the exterior paint. I also had ordered some carpet and furniture that should have arrived. I hope it’s all the right color. I chose a gray palette to go with my last name. I can picture it now: Greyson’s Grandview.”

  Eric chuckled. “That’s quite a name. I’m surprised you allowed them to do the work without you. You’re such a control freak.”

  “Well, it’s all I could do. I had to finish up things here, and that included selling my place and making sure all of my shit was packed and ready. It’s been a nightmare. I don’t want to move again.”

  “Never say never. You meet the right woman, and there is nothing you won’t do for her.”

  “I would argue with you, but I’ve seen how Cassie has you by the balls, and sadly, I’m jealous.”

  Eric walked over and clapped me on the back. “Your day is coming, my friend. Just promise me something, brother. If you ever want to go back to work, you’ll come back here first. Don’t go to the competition. The door is always open.”

  The fact he felt he had to ask made my chest feel heavy. “Thanks. And you know better. But I guess you heard that Prescott called me.”

  “Yeah, I did. Not much happens that I don’t hear about, but you know that.”

  “I know, but no worries. I think someone here made it out to be a money issue; the reason I’m leaving. And we both know that’s not the problem. I just want to find something for myself.”

  “And I’m really proud of you, man. I really am. I want you to be happy, wherever life’s journey takes you. You’ll always be my best friend, my family, and the godfather of my children.” He pulled me into a tight hug, and I patted his back as he squeezed me so tight, I thought I might shit out my liver.

  “Damn, son. You’re wrinkling the suit.” I nearly lost my balance as he let go of me and laughed.

  “Yeah, you’re going to have to invest in some casual wear as you work on that boat. And I want to be there for the christening and its maiden voyage. I can read the headlines now: DEVANT AND FORMER CEO LOST AT SEA.”

  He’d been telling me my boat was going to sink since I said I wanted to build one. “Very funny. But I’ll invite you anyway.”

  “I can’t wait to see it.” His phone pinged, and he glanced down at it.

  “Is that your ball and chain?”

  “Yeah, and as your best friend, it’s time to warn you.”

  “Warn me?” I asked.

  “Yeah. We’ve been friends since we were kids, and I’ve never, in that time, known you to like a surprise.”

  As soon as I heard him mention a surprise, I realized why he and Cassie had insisted on coming down to see me off. “You didn’t let her, did you?”

  “I’m sorry. She would kill me if she knew I told you. But she insisted on a going-away party.”

  “That’s why she cut out of here, isn’t it?”

  He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of my office. “Yeah, I’m afraid so. She and Katrina are down there. They brought a cake and some pastries and coffee from the café and invited the entire building.”

  “Thanks for the warning.” I walked down with him to the elevator, and when we stepped off, the entire lobby had been turned into one big celebration with balloons and a banner that read, “We’ll miss you!”

  As much as I’d miss them all too, it wasn’t enough to change my mind. I had a whole new life ahead of me, and I couldn’t wait to begin it.

  2

  Sage

  After working my eight-hour shift at the lumber yard, I went home to my cat, Jasper, thinking about the weekend to come. Not only did I not have any social plans, other than work, but my only motivation for getting out of bed was the blank wall staring at me in my living room. I had prepped it the night before, taking down all the things I’d had hanging up and patching the small nail holes from where I’d removed them.

  After feeding Jasper and peeling an orange for myself, I went to the bedroom to change into my painting smock and put my hair up in a high ponytail. Then I tied a scarf around my head to keep the paint out of it. Its own light-red color was enough for me, and I’d had enough paint get in it over the years to have finally learned my lesson.

  I turned on some music, finished my orange, and then took a few deep breaths before I began to block off the area where I wanted my design to start. I sketched it with my pencil first, picturing it in my mind and letting the music guide my hand as I became more relaxed.

  Painting had been my favorite form of self-care, relaxing my mind and giving me a peaceful vibe, and I was nearly done with the sketch when the front door opened and in walked my best friend, Lissa.

  “How come you didn’t lock the door?” she asked as she closed it behind her. Lissa was dressed in jeans and her Anchor Management T-shirt from the fisherman’s bar where she worked on the docks. Her own whiskey-colored curls were tied up in a clip, and a few of the loose ones framed her pixie features.

  “If
I did, how else would you get in?” I glanced over my shoulder to see she’d already made herself at home in my kitchen.

  She was really giving my kitchen the once-over. “Do you have any of that fancy water left? I have a headache.”

  “It’s not for headaches. Take an aspirin.”

  “I thought you had oils for that.” She let out a groan of frustration. “I really need something.”

  “Is it a stress headache?” I had every kind of oil one might need for aromatherapy and topical use.

  “Does it matter?” she asked, digging through my cabinets.

  “You know I don’t keep my oils in there.” I put down my pencil and walked over to the box where I kept my essentials and diffuser. “And yes, it does matter. If it’s stress, you want peppermint and eucalyptus.” I handed her the bottles. “Use this overnight, but take something. That’s why we have medicine.”

  She rolled her eyes and slipped the bottles in her purse. “Why are you painting on your wall? You have an overstock of canvas to rival the art center.”

  “I told you about the geode painting I wanted to do. This is where it’s going.” I found my pencil, which I’d tucked behind my ear, and continued the sketch.