Wild Night – The Wild Brothers Read Online Loni Ree

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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
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“Well…” The assistant shrugs, “I don’t know what happened. You’ll have to take it up with Kat.”

“Let your boss know we’ll contact her.” I roll up the window before the poor woman can respond.

“You need a new goddamn agent. Did you already sign a contract with Kat Clayton?”

“No.” Radley shakes her head. “We were supposed to sign the realtor agreement after we checked out the properties.”

“Good.” There’s no way in hell that will be happening now.

Once we return to town, I take Radley straight to The Wild Peach. “What are we doing?” she asks as I lead her through the moderately busy brewery.

“Let’s go discuss your agent situation.”

As we walk by the bar, I ask Jaden to bring us two hard ciders and a charcuterie board. “Ooh.” Radley rubs her hands together. “I was eyeing the charcuterie board on the menu. I can’t wait to try it out.”

While my girl digs into her snack, I put in a few calls to see if any of my friends can recommend a decent realtor. After that, I head out to the bar to check how things are going.

I lean against the bar and ask Jaden, “Any problems?”

“No, it’s been pretty quiet today.”

Calista comes strolling up. “Hey, Owen. I thought you were taking today off?”

“I had a slight change of plan. I’ll be in my office for a while if anyone needs anything.”

“I think we can handle it.” My assistant gives me a smile.

“Thanks.” I’m turning to head back to my office when my phone buzzes with a text, and I see Justice’s name flash across the screen.

Justice

I got your voicemail. What do you need?

Me

I need to talk to you.

Justice

I already heard about the memorial for Mom and Dad if that’s why you’re contacting me.

Me

That isn’t the reason. Fucking call me so I can explain this to you.

Justice

Fucking hell. Why can’t you just text like normal people?

Me

Normal people use the goddam phone, too.

Justice

Old normal people.

Me

Fuck you. Call me.

Within a few seconds, my phone rings, and his name flashes across the screen. “Hello.”

“Make it quick. I don’t have much time,” my younger brother growls.

If this asshole wants it fast, I’ll give him the quick overview. I step into the back storeroom and lock the door behind me. “I’m in love with Radley, and I’m going to fucking marry her.”

Dead silence follows my declaration. “Say that again.”

“I’m in love with Radley Reed, and I’m going to marry her.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“As serious as a heart attack.”

“When did you even meet her? You haven’t been to one of my concerts.” I can hear the hurt in his voice and feel like shit for not making the time to attend one of his concerts.

“I met her by accident in a bar in Houston.” I give him the PG version of our first meeting. “I had no idea who she was until later.” That’s pretty much the truth.

“She’s young enough to be your goddamn daughter.” Ouch. That motherfucking hurts. “I’d expect her to date Beau before she dates you.”

“Well, she’s already mine, so that isn’t going to fucking happen.”

“And now you want my fucking blessing?” Justice growls.

“I don’t need your goddamn blessing.” Hurt pierces my soul, but my brother will have to get over whatever issue he has with my relationship with Radley. “I was just letting you know before you found out from someone else.”

“Thanks for the heads up,” he growls and hangs up. That’s just fucking great.

It pains me to know my brother has a problem with my new relationship, but he’ll just have to get over it. Radley is mine, and I won’t let anything come between us.

CHAPTER TWELVE

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I’m frustrated that Kat flaked out on me, but Owen does a little searching and ends up finding me a great real estate broker within a few hours.

We’re still hanging out at The Wild Peach since he decided to go ahead and close up tonight so his assistant could go home early.

While he’s out checking on the bar, I pull out my computer and start making a list of everything I need to do in the coming weeks.

I’m finishing up my list when I get a text message from Justice.

Justice

I guess you’re really leaving the band.

His message is pretty convenient since the first thing on my list is to tell Justice about me and Owen.

Me

I told you that already.

Justice

I thought you’d change your mind.

Me

I’m sorry. I’m just not cut out for that lifestyle.

Justice

I knew the first moment you stepped on stage that you were different, but I had hoped it would grow on you. You know, like a fucking fungus.

Me

Sorry.

Justice

I’m going to miss you.

Me

Actually, you probably won’t miss me at all. There’s something I need to tell you.

I feel horrible breaking this news to my friend over text, but I know he hates to talk on the phone.


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