theyâd had their disagreements, but theyâd never lasted more than a few hours. Except for that one time a few years ago when Hunter had tried pressuring him into staying in the family business and getting all those ideas out of his head about making it big in Hollywood.
Ethan had left home anyway to pursue his dream.It was only after the fatal car accident that claimed Hunterâs wifeâs lifeâan accident that Hunter and Kendra had survivedâthat Hunter had understood why Ethan had to do what he did. Heâd learned that life was too precious and fleeting to take for granted. Tomorrow wasnât promised to anyone.
âNothing much is going on. Kendra talked a lot tonight,â he said.
âOnly because itâs you. She loves her uncle Ethan. Besides, she wanted to ask you all about princesses.â
Ethan grinned. âYeah, I noticed. Whatâs up with that?â
â The Princess and the Frog. Sheâs seen it five times already. I should blame you since youâre the one who got her the DVD as soon as it went on sale.â
âHey, thereâs nothing I wouldnât do for my cupcake,â he said, meaning it.
He talked to Hunter for a few minutes longer before his brother passed the phone to their folks. In addition to the winery, Hunter and his parents ran a small four-star bed-and-breakfast on the property. It was always good to call home because he truly missed everyone, and updates were priceless.
âAnd youâre eating properly, Ethan?â
He cringed at his motherâs question, knowing he would have to tell her a little white lie, especially when at that very moment the timer went off to let him know his microwave dinner was ready. He had a beer to drink and his dessert would be a bag of peanut M&Mâs heâd grabbed out of the vending machine when heâd left thestudio today. Paige had invited him to her place for dinner but he had declined.
He removed his dinner from the microwave and said, âYes, Mom, Iâm eating properly.â
âMet any nice girls you want to bring home?â
She has to be kidding. The last few girls he dated werenât any he would dare bring home for his parents, brother and niece to meet. But then the face of his sexy pixie flashed across his mind and he couldnât help but think that she would work. For some reason he liked her, and the sexual vibes between them hadnât gone unnoticed, although it was evident sheâd tried ignoring them.
Besides, he didnât have time to meet girlsânice or any other kind. He had lines to study every night, especially tonight. Frasier had been impressed with him today and had added another scene to his schedule for tomorrow.
âNo, Mom, so donât go planning a wedding for me yet.â
Later that night when he slid into bed, he couldnât help but think just how blessed he was. Both of his parents were alive and in good health. As the oldest son, Hunter had taken on his role with ease and was the perfect businessman to manage the familyâs vast wealth. And Hunter had had the insight to utilize the property surrounding the winery to build the bed-and-breakfast, which was doing extremely well. The reservation list was always filled up a year in advance.
As much as heâd loved Napa Valley, Ethan hadknown it wasnât in his blood to the extent it had been in Hunterâs. After college, he returned home and tried working alongside Hunter and his parents, but he hadnât been happy. Hunter had said it was wanderlust and that eventually he would get over it, but he never did. A year later he had made up his mind to pursue his dream.
So here he was, living in a nice place in L.A. and building the career heâd always wanted. Money was no object, thanks to a trust fund that had been set up by his grandparents as well as the financial standing of the winery, in which he was a stockholder. Of course, every once in a while