Morgan took the seat across from her. “Like what? Something to do with Locke Pointe?”
“No.”
“Jax?”
“Maybe.”
“I thought you and Jax were getting along great.”
“We were,” Ronni said. “Werebeing the key word.”
“Uh-oh. What happened?”
“He’s avoiding me.”
Morgan’s brows furrowed. “It doesn’t seem like it to me. You two have spent a lot of time together lately.”
“Something is going on.” Ronni ran her fingers through her hair. “I called him last night. The call went to voicemail. Same thing this morning.”
“He’s not calling you back?”
“Nope.”
“Hmmm.” Morgan reached for her phone. “I hope everything is all right. Maybe I should check on him.”
Ronni stopped her. “My guess is he’s having second thoughts about us.”
“I don’t believe it for a minute,” Morgan said. “I’ve noticed the way Jax looks at you. He’s in love.”
“Call it women’s intuition, but I swear he’s been acting differently toward me these past couple of days.”
Morgan sprang from her chair. “I’ve been meaning to swing by and talk to him about Jason. While I’m there, I’ll try to feel him out.”
“Jason. I almost forgot about him. Has the PI finally located him?”
“He’s in Florida, or at least he was.” Despite having received confirmation her ex was over a thousand miles away, Morgan couldn’t shake the feeling Jason had something up his sleeve, and not in a good way.
Ronni trailed her to the door. “Please don’t tell Jax what I said.”
Morgan placed an imaginary lock on her lips. “Not a peep. I’ll bring your name up in casual conversation and see how he reacts.”
“Thank you. I just…” Ronni’s shoulders sagged. “Things were going so well. It feels like we’ve hit some sort of speed bump in our relationship.”
During the drive to Easton Estate, Morgan mulled over what Ronni had said. Although not privy to the ins and outs of the couple’s relationship, it seemed to her they were a perfect match. Maybe some sort of incident had occurred that was making Jax take a step back to reassess.
Despite the early morning fog, Morgan reached the estate without incident and pulled into her parking spot alongside the garage.
Ben spotted her and made his way over. “Morning, Morgan.”
“Good morning, Ben.”
“I talked to Greg last night. He told me what happened.”
“Between Hailey and Grady?”
“Yeah. He called Grady again this morning to apologize.”
“I’m glad. Emotions were running high.” Morgan slung her bag over her shoulder and fell into step. “You’ve met Hailey. What do you think of her?”
