The Last Second Chance: A Small Town Love Story (Blue Moon Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

then you try to drag your friends in here as distractions.”
    Summer’s pretty face was working its way into a frown.
    “Don’t even try it,” Jax warned. “You didn’t fool Carter either. He’s just legally required to tip-toe around you.”
    Gia snickered.
    “Now that that’s out of the way, let’s look at the site traffic so I can report back to my brother before he paces a trench in our nice new floors at the brewery.”
    Summer sighed. “The page wasn’t loading.”
    “Well, try it again,” Jax ordered, leaving no room for discussion.
    “I see all Pierce men inherited the bossy pants gene,” Gia said, from the safety of the sidelines.
    Joey smirked. That was certainly true. The funny thing was, the brothers didn’t get it from their father. The brothers’ unwavering loyalty, their love of land and family, that was John’s influence. But their tenacity and hard-headedness was all Phoebe.
    Summer punched a few keys and quiet descended on the room.
    “It’s loading,” she murmured, squinting at the screen.
    Joey flopped back down in the chair and tapped her fingers on her knees. She didn’t make time for things like stats and technology. The traffic she worried about was the four-legged kind as it trotted around the indoor riding ring. But she knew this launch was important to Summer and that made it important to her.
    Summer’s eyebrows skyrocketed up.
    “Well?” Joey demanded, leaning forward.
    A sound like a beach ball deflating emanated from behind the monitors.
    Gia’s fingers dug into Joey’s arm.
    “Twenty-three thousand.”
    “What?” Gia’s voice was an octave higher than usual.
    Summer was frozen halfway out of her chair. “Twenty-three thousand visitors.”
    “What?” Gia was shrieking now.
    “If you get any louder, I’m going to lose an ear drum,” Joey warned her.
    “Twenty-three thousand visitors and its only eleven!” Summer was all the way out of her chair now and yelling. She came around the desk and there was more yelling and grabbing and some jumping.
    “Are you allowed to bounce? Won’t the babies fall out?” Joey asked, grabbing Summer’s shoulder to keep her grounded. Carter and Beckett burst in. “What the hell, Jax?” Carter yelled over the noise and made a grab for Summer. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
    Summer threw herself into her husband’s arms. “Twenty-three thousand, Carter!”
    “Don’t let her start jumping again,” Joey warned him.
    Beckett, wearing sweatpants and a big, fat smile, pulled Gia in to him. He tucked her head under his chin and held tight. It was such an intimate moment that Joey had to look away.
    Carter was still searching the room for a threat. “Twenty-three thousand what, honey?” He brushed her hair back from her face.
    “That’s how many people have been to the site so far today. We were hoping for maybe fifteen thousand all day.”
    “Holy shit!”
    There was more jumping and yelling and even Joey bounced a little in her riding boots. She snuck a glance at Jax and found him watching her. Summer grabbed for Joey and Gia, pulling them in for a hug before dragging the brothers in.
    “We’re really doing this, guys.”
    Carter dropped a sweet kiss on the top of her head and closed his eyes in the bliss of pride and love.

3
    C old and a little cranky , Joey dragged her boots off and left them on the porch. She pushed her front door open and dropped down in front of the fireplace in the living room. With the push of a button, the gas fire wooshed to life. She leaned in, determined to absorb every degree of heat the flames threw off.
    January in Blue Moon meant long, frigid days. The barn and indoor riding ring were warm enough, but she’d spent the last hour and a half fixing fences in the northern pasture. The winter wind had meticulously picked apart her defensive thermal layers until her ass was officially frozen.
    She glanced up at the clock on the mantel. If she wanted to make it to the brewery’s grand