Zach used the rocker to launch to his feet, and then held up his empty beer bottle. “Ready for a second. I’ll go with you.” He braced for a bit of sisterly grilling on the walk to the shop, but Amber seemed the most relaxed he’d ever seen her in the company of her future husband. Trey Brandel stood out in the crowd with a cosmopolitan style Zach sort of envied. His deep-yellow, linen shorts that stopped at the knee were topped with a loose, African-print shirt and interesting leather sandals that looked hand-stitched. Not West Coast, not East Coast, but something unique that set him apart. “You’re not from around here, are you, Trey?” The man looked at his wife-to-be. “Montana’s the last place I ever thought I’d be, but now I can’t imagine living anywhere else.” Amber gave him a peck on the cheek. “Me too.” “But you grew up here.” Zach held the gate for the couple to pass through ahead of him. “And I moved away. Like Jade,” she added, stopping to look at him. Floodlights from the shop made it easy to read her expressive face. So different from her younger sister’s but similar too. “Sometimes you need a bit of distance to get the right perspective.” Her smile changed her face from pretty to beautiful when she turned her attention to Trey. “Right, honey?” Trey pulled her into his arms and kissed her soundly. “Absolutely.” Then he added for Zach’s benefit, “I was supposed to be in New York taking over my dad’s magazine, but once I got there, I realized my life was here, waiting for me to come to my senses.” Perspective. Interesting. Was the same thing going to happen to Jade? A door opened in the side of the large metal building where they’d been heading, and a blast of distinctly country music reached them. Amber pivoted, hands on her hips. “Boone Fielding, what the heck, dude? Are you holding out on us? Sounds like the real party is in the shop.” The tall man standing in the doorway laughed and made a “come here” motion. “Jim just sent me to tell you the meat’s resting. Is everything a go up at the house?” Amber took Trey’s hand and grabbed Zach by the elbow. “Come on, guys. Let’s help carry that side of beef Zach brought.”
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