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Everywhere and Every Way (Billionaire Builders #1)(8)
Author: Jennifer Probst

Cal jumped up from the wicker chair and met him head-on. “I know. You think that I don’t go over that scene endlessly, wondering if I made the biggest mistake of my life? Tristan, you know how Dad was. He fought change and focused on the construction. You always saw the bigger picture—you were more a businessperson than Dad ever was. You saw property and renovation and how we could expand, but Dad would have never let you do it! Don’t you get it? I backed him up so you would get the hell out of Dodge and come into your own. Because if you stayed here, Dad would’ve eaten you up alive.”

Tristan gazed at him in shock. “You trying to tell me your cowardice was a sacrifice for me? Don’t go there, Cal. Just don’t.”

Cal winced. “I’m not trying to be a martyr; I’m trying to explain why I didn’t fight for you. Every day I watched you die a bit more, not being able to do what you wanted.”

Tristan shook his head. “It was always you. By Dad’s side, building house by house. God, I worked there just as much as you. All of us did. Through high school and summers and after college. I never felt valued. Well, I finally found my place, and I’m not about to leave it. You made your choice once. Now I’m making mine.”

Cal fisted his hands and tried not to howl with frustration. “This is Mom’s company, and you’re telling me you’ll walk away without a glance back? Don’t give me that shit. Let’s get real honest here. You always wanted this company, and this is your chance. The only rule we have is to make enough money in three hundred sixty-five days. I need you. I can’t do this alone. And I swear, if you walk away, you’ll regret it, Tristan. That’s not some threat from me. It’s just the truth, because I regret letting you walk away that day every fucking second.”

Emotion pulsed and crackled between them like a summer storm. His words seemed to hit Tristan straight between the eyes. His brother jerked back, looking at him with new eyes. Cal was done with half-truths and pride. He needed his family to pull this off, and the only way to gain back trust was to get messy.

He fucking hated it. But he’d do it.

Tristan let out a string of curses and turned away.

Dalton cleared his throat. “Well. That could’ve been on an episode of Dr. Phil. I’m surprised Dad didn’t rise from the grave in pissed-off fury for that type of sharing.”

Cal shook his head. Leave it to his youngest brother to use humor to deflect too many feelings. “What about you, Dalton? What’s your reason for leaving?”

Dalton drained his beer, rested his elbows on the arms of the rocker, and snorted. “Actually, I think I’ll stay and help you out.”

Tristan whirled around. Cal’s mouth fell open.

Dalton shrugged. “Why not? Sure, I got a great woodworking business going on in California, but been having a bit of trouble keeping good workers. They’re sloppy.”

Oh, yeah. Cal knew right then and there his brother was dead broke. He was such a perfectionist, and his jobs usually took double the time due to his high standards. Cal bet he just couldn’t take on enough clients to make a profit. But he kept his mouth shut. “Huh. Too bad.”

“Yeah, and then I got a little female trouble going on. May be a good idea to leave town for a bit. Let things cool off.”

Cal raised a brow. “She’s not married, is she?”

Tristan snickered.

Dalton narrowed his gaze, eyes flaring with temper. “Hell no! I don’t do that, okay? Things got intense. I think she used the L word, and when I pulled back a little, she got crazy. Started stalking me. An address change may be good for both of us. But I want my share of the profits, and the business, if I decide to help you out. Got it?”

Thank God. He’d give Dalton anything he wanted. Besides, his brother took after his grandfather and was famous for his furniture. He’d be a huge asset. “Got it. Thanks.”

Cal turned to Tristan. His voice softened. “Are you in?”

Their gazes met. In those familiar amber eyes, he caught a mixture of anger, resentment, and something else.

Want.

Tristan wanted to put his own stamp on Pierce Brothers, and it was finally his opportunity. Cal held his breath and hoped it won out over pride and a desire for revenge.

“Fine. I’m in. But it’s not going to be easy. We’re not used to working together, let alone living together. Let’s hope we don’t tear each other apart after the first week.”

“Agreed.” Cal raised his glass. “To Pierce Brothers.”

Tristan hesitated, then finally raised his wine. “Pierce Brothers.”

Dalton slowly got up from the rocker and lifted his empty beer bottle. He didn’t say anything but clinked his container with theirs.

It was a start.

chapter three

Morgan Raines tightened her fingers around the steering wheel and stared up at the gorgeous sprawling house that could put a Southern mansion to shame. She was used to impressive houses, but this one had a unique blend of old-fashioned charm and classic breeding that made her want to sigh.

Of course, she’d be quite worried if the house wasn’t up to par. If Pierce Brothers boasted to be one of the top customized builders in the Northeast, first impressions were important. Her gaze took in the stone Georgian with the perfectly placed fat columns and the sweeping circular upper deck. The mix of colored stone, terra-cotta, and blinding white gave an onlooker pause and a desire to stare longer. From the larger-than-normal arched windows and massive carved wood door to the wraparound porch and definitive bursts of rich green foliage against the backdrop of a sparkling turquoise pool that rivaled a lake, the effect was dazzling.

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