69. Date Night

Jax counted some notes into the handyman’s palm and then a few more. The guy did a great job at short notice while considerably swamped with other repair jobs after the storm. He deserved the tip.

“Thank you,” he smiled toothily before jumping into his truck, where his team was already waiting.

Jax waved them off before he looked at the side of the trailer. The dent was gone, and the whole exterior had a facelift.

“That will last a good few years.”

He looked over at the man who’d introduced himself as Adam. He and Dylan sat on some old garden chairs, drinking beers while Gerald manned the barbeque. Gerald didn’t grumble about cooking for them.

“You think so?” he asked. “I didn’t like how much it shook during the storm. I think I should have someone come and look at that.”

Or he could convince Layla to move out of the trailer park to somewhere safer. But Layla wasn’t open to that conversation yet.

He looked at the door and saw the love of his life standing in the doorway with