The Brookfield Series Volume One (16 page)

Chapter Five

The next morning, Ava was shocked to see she had slept until eleven AM. Hell, she’d been in bed before midnight, but she felt great and ready to take on anything, including Seth if today was like any of the others.

This afternoon she was expecting a shipment of some shelving racks for clothes. She needed to get up and get ready but not before checking her e-mail like she did each morning. Her laptop was on her nightstand. She opened it and waited for it to boot up. Once it was finally ready, she logged into her e-mail account. As she scrolled through the junk mail, an e-mail from her ex caught her eye. What the hell did John want?

Ava,

I don’t know how to get in contact with you. You up and left with no forwarding address or number, but then again that is what you’ve always done. I’m writing because I want to let you know how sorry I am. I never should have hit you and said those horrible things to you. It wasn’t just the alcohol, I know this now. I’m getting help and going to meetings every week. But none of this seems worth it without you. I need to see you. Please let me know where you are, or at least give me a number so I can hear your voice.

Love,

John

Ava couldn’t help but roll her eyes. He made it sound like he’d only hit her once—like it had been one little mistake. More like she had been his punching bag after every bad day. He didn’t abuse her all the time, but when he drank too much, sometimes things had gotten out of control. She wasn’t the type to stick around, and it’d shocked many that she had. She’d been caught up in the fact that John was a model and all the doors he had opened up to her. The friends, the parties, the glamorous life. She had stuck around for that, and every now and then, he’d beaten the crap out of her.

The last time, though, he’d hit her in the face. She couldn’t hide it the way she could her arms or legs. It was then she had realized it wasn’t something she could do any longer. The incidences had gotten more and more frequent as John got older and got called a lot less for jobs. He had drunk more and more, and she knew, if she didn’t leave, his rage would eventually end her life. She didn’t want that for herself or John. The relationship had been toxic, and they deserved better.

She was happy to learn he was getting help, but there was no way she was telling him where she was. When she shut a door, it never reopened, and she certainly wasn’t reopening that part of her life. The past was just that, the past. John was behind a locked door.

Making her way through the rest of her e-mails, she pushed the memories back where they needed to be and then remembered Kimberly. She was going to come by for an application. Ava opened a word document and quickly made up something that would work for now. She hit the print button and then closed down the computer. She had a full day ahead of her. It was time to get started.

* * *

“Sheriff, there is a problem that needs your attention,” Randy, one of the deputies, said.

Seth sighed. If something could go wrong today, it was. “What’s going on now?”

“There’s a large truck blocking Maple Street and the Watson funeral needs to get on the road.”

Who would be blocking the road? Scratching his head, Seth leaned back in his chair. Why did he have a feeling that somehow Ava was involved in this?

“Tell the driver to move.”

“He won’t. The shop owner isn’t there, and he needs to drop the stuff off.”

It had to be her. “Can’t he leave the stuff on the curb?”

“Says it has to be signed for.”

“Then someone sign for the goddamned shit, and get that truck out of there.” Yes, he knew his anger was directed toward the wrong person, but damn, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure this out.

“Okay, I think Cody is in the area. I will have dispatch tell him.”

Seth let out a sigh. Did this woman have any idea that, if she could get herself on a decent schedule, then the world would just make more sense? At least for him. She had only been in Brookfield a few days, and she had already turned his life upside down. Typically summers went smoothly and winters were when he got his worst headaches, but he had a big one right now.

It was after two in the afternoon, and he had yet to have lunch. Pulling out his phone, he texted his sister to see if she wanted to meet him at the diner. Right about now was a time he could use her. She would talk about everything under the sun, and thankfully it would have nothing to do with a certain someone.

His phone beeped. She said she would meet him there in fifteen minutes. Great.

“I’m going to lunch,” he told Randy. “You get the situation taken care of?”

“Yup. Right as Cody got there he said a hot Italian woman showed up. Now I think he’s busy flirting and trying to get her number.”

The hell he was. Seth grabbed his walkie-talkie and called to Cody. “Quit thinking with your dick, and get back to work.”

Randy stared at Seth like he had lost his mind but didn’t say anything. Seth then stomped out of the station and decided to walk to the diner. He needed to work off this frustration and embarrassment. He could only wonder now what everyone was saying about his outburst.

The walk was quick. He probably made it quicker since he was walking at a fast pace, but with each step and breath, he felt his frustration level lower. Once he made it to the diner, he knew more than likely Kimberly would be there. If he knew his sister, she would want to know why he’d walked, but perhaps he would get lucky in one way and Ava wouldn’t be a topic. Otherwise, he just might need a vacation from this town until things got straightened out.

When he entered Swift Water Café, everyone quieted but then did their nods and waves as they typically did when he visited anywhere. Kimberly was waiting for him, and he made his way over to the booth. She had her hair back in a bun today and looked almost identical to their mother. As he sat down, he saw a cup of coffee already waited for him.

“Hope you don’t mind, but I already ordered.”

“Did you get me my philly?” he asked.

“Of course.”

“Good, I’m starving.” Taking a sip of his coffee, he let the flavors sit in his mouth for a minute. He loved coffee.

“You don’t look yourself. Everything okay?” Kimberly asked.

“Just a long day where stupid things keep happening.”

“Yeah, I saw Cody parked in front of that new shop opening. He helped unload a truck for Ava.”

He was going to let Cody have it. Seth had told him to get the hell out of there, yet Cody was still there, ogling Ava. Jealousy swept through him, and it wasn’t something he enjoyed either. He had no stake on Ava—not that he wanted one. Still, she didn’t need to start seeing Cody.

“I’m going by there after we eat anyway,” Kimberly said.

“What? Why?”

“I asked Ava if I could work there part-time, so I’m going by to fill out an application.”

“You’re what?” Was he hearing things? Did his sister just say she wanted to work at a sex shop?

“Chill, Seth. It isn’t a big deal. The store isn’t what you think it is.”

How the hell did this happen? His own damn sister wanted to work at the store he didn’t want opening, the store he wanted to get the hell out of his town. Had she gone off the deep end or had he?

“You can’t work there. It’s never going to open,” he snapped.

“Really? How come?”

The waitress brought their order over. Like usual, she smiled at him, and normally he enjoyed flirting with her but not today. He had to figure out where the closest mental hospital was.

“I’ve already discussed with Ms. Miller that her shop won’t be opening here. She needs to look over in Jackson Hole. The location she has chosen isn’t good, and currently, there’s a petition going around. I’m sure enough people will sign it. She is just wasting money.”

“Seth, it’s the twenty-first century. No one cares.”

“I care.”

“When did you become such a prude? Maybe you just need to get laid. When was the last time?”

“This is hardly anything I should be discussing with you.”

“It’s been awhile I take it.” She laughed.

Biting into his sandwich, he couldn’t believe his baby sister was talking to him about sex.

“Ava is single and very pretty,” Kimberly said.

Yes, she was, but he wasn’t getting involved with her. “Let’s talk about something else.”

For the rest of lunch, he listened to his sister talk about various things and friends. Normal female gossip, which was fine. The topics were bearable. After lunch, he said bye to his sister. It took everything in him to bite his tongue and ask her to not go visit with Ava, but he knew it would just fuel the fire.

As his sister drove off, he wished like hell he had asked for a ride. He was stuffed, and now he had to walk all the way back to the station. When was this day going to get better?

* * *

The loud music echoed throughout the shop as Ava danced away. She had chosen a wall color and called down to the local hardware shop, and it was due to be delivered. Today she loved Brookfield and the joys of a small town. Everyone was friendly and willing to help. Especially that nice officer, Cody. Why couldn’t he have been the one she’d bumped into her first night here?

She could tell Cody had been trying to work up the courage to ask for her number. It was cute, but he was younger than her, and she just didn’t go for the young ones.

As she waited on the paint, she peeked into the boxes that had been delivered. She felt awful she had held up a funeral. That was the last thing she had ever meant to do. Such a ruckus, too. She was lucky the sheriff hadn’t shown up like he usually did. He would have made the situation much worse. Heck, all she could do was apologize for being late. She had never been good about being anywhere when she was supposed to. She was really going to have to work on that. Customers wouldn’t be happy if she was never here on time.

The thought of customers warmed her heart. She couldn’t wait to open Bare Necessities. She loved fancy underwear and things that made people feel sexy. Hopefully, the women and men of this town would enjoy it as much as her.

A sound startled her from her thoughts, and she saw Kimberly at the door knocking. For a moment, Ava wondered what she was there for and then remembered it was for an application. Maybe Ava needed an assistant. Perhaps Kimberly would be interested in helping her keep her head on straight.

“Hi, girl,” Ava said as she opened the door.

“Hey. I hope it’s a good time.”

“It’s a great time. Just waiting on paint. Come on in.”

Kimberly came in and looked around. “Tell me you chose the soft blue color.”

Ava laughed. “I did.”

“It’s going to be beautiful in here.”

“I hope so.” Ava grabbed the application from the back and handed it to her. “This might be forward, but I could really use help now. Not sure if you heard about what happened today, but I am no good at managing my time.”

“I heard. What are you looking for me to do?”

“Be my assistant.”

“Well, I’m in school a few days a week, but I could help when not there.”

“That would be great. Fill that out and get it back to me when you can, and we will get started.” Ava paused before adding, “Have you discussed this with your brother?”

“He knows.”

“And he’s okay with it?”

“Well,” Kimberly began.

“This might be good. Maybe, with you here, he won’t think this is such a horrible place. Tell me, though, has he ever had a girlfriend? I would think someone as hot as him has plenty of women lining up in the most see-through nighties they own.”

Kimberly giggled. “It’s been awhile. He’s a pretty cautious guy.”

“I see. Well, just make sure it isn’t going to cause more problems before you decide for sure if you want the job. Can you do that?”

Kimberly nodded. “I’ll have this back to you in the next day or two. Sound good?”

“Great.”

Kimberly waved and let herself out. Ava wasn’t sure if hiring the sheriff’s little sister was going to be good or bad. If there was one thing she was sure of, Seth was in her future whether she wanted him to be or not.

Chapter Six

A few days later, Ava was finally getting the hang of working during the day and sleeping at night. Today, however, she took the day off. Soon she would pick up Julie, and they were going to enjoy some good girl time. Julie needed it desperately. All she ever did was take care of Lila and work on her publishing business. Julie was happy, but every girl needed some time out.

Tonight, though, Ava would be working. She had a to-do list that kept growing and a deadline for opening day that was approaching fast. Kimberly was doing well as Ava’s assistant. She was really keeping Ava on track.

Pulling up to Julie’s, Ava honked her horn and waited. She expected to wait longer, but her cousin was out in no time. Once inside and buckled, Julie turned to her. “I can’t wait to get out of here. Go now!”