“We've set up a dinner for tomorrow night. All the brothers will be there along with their wives and kids. Gage is here." Gage and Quinn Reynolds had been Nash and Kevin's best friends for as long as they could remember. They'd grown up together. Three weeks ago Nash had found out Gage and Quinn shared their biological father with Nash and Kevin.

“I haven't seen Gage in a couple of years," Nash said. "How's he doing?"

“He's engaged."

“No way.”

“Remember Kari Asbury?" Nash frowned. "The name's familiar."

“He dated her when he left the service and came back to Possum Landing. She took off to New York to be a model or something."

“Oh, yeah. Tall. Pretty. They're getting married?" It had to have been years since they'd seen each other.

“Yup. She moved back and the rest is history. Apparently it all happened pretty fast."

“Even though Gage kept saying he wanted a family, I figured he was going to stay single forever. I hope it works out." Nash meant it. He wanted his friend to have a happy marriage. To be sure about the woman he married. Not to always wonder what wasn't exactly right between them.

“Gage will be at the dinner tomorrow night," Kevin said. "You're coming, too, right?"

“That's why I'm here." To meet his new family. To try to get involved in something other than work. Maybe to find a way to feel something again.

Was that possible or was he like a kid wishing for the moon? He didn't want to think about it so he changed the subject. "How's the leg?"

“Good. Healing." His brother had been shot in the line of duty. Kevin was a U.S. Marshal who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time during a prison riot.

“Do you have a limp?" Nash asked.

“Some, but it's supposed to go away."

“You'll have the scar. Women love scars from bullet wounds. Knowing you, you'll use it to your advantage."