Free The Billionaire's Voice (The Sinclairs #4) by J. S. Scott Page B

know how bad Xander is doing,” Tessa concluded, frowning at Micah. He couldn’t keep shouldering all the burdens he was carrying. His obligations to his company had to be demanding. Then, he was traveling from coast to coast for his younger brother? He may have stopped some of his personal participation in extreme sports, but he still had duties as the leader of a very elite skydiving team, Xtreme Dive Crew. Even if a person wasn’t into skydiving, there were very few who hadn’t heard of Micah’s troop of professionals, or seen them perform some crazy dangerous maneuvers. The group was the best of the best, and Micah sponsored and led the team. They were named after his own company, Xtreme Dive Sports Equipment.
    “Julian would give up his career if he knew, or severely limit it, to help with Xander. My youngest brother already threw his career as a musician away. I don’t want that for Julian.” His jaw was firmly set, his eyes shuttered.
    A memory flitted through Tessa’s mind. “You said Xander was a musician. Was he a rock star?”
    Micah looked at her curiously, raising a brow. “Yeah. He was . Were you into his music? He started pretty young, probably before you lost your hearing.”
    Tessa shook her head. “What does he look like?” There were definitely coincidences, but her Xander, a kind man she’d never forgotten, and Micah’s younger brother couldn’t possibly be the same person. What were the chances of that?
    “Dark hair. Brown eyes. He just turned thirty.”
    Tessa quickly thought about his age and description, realizing that they were definitely talking about the same guy. How many successful rockers named Xander could there be in the world?
    Her heart ached as she explained, “I met him. Years ago when I lived in Boston. He was doing a concert there. He helped me. I only met him once, but I never forgot how much his assistance meant to me.”
    Tessa quickly recounted how she and Xander had become acquainted, unable to imagine Micah’s younger brother as anything other than how he’d been with her . . . an adorable, cheeky rock star.
    “Sounds like something he’d do,” Micah agreed. “He’s . . . different now.”
    She couldn’t help but be sad about such a nice guy having something so terrible happen to him. Life was so damn unfair sometimes. “Maybe it will just take some time,” she suggested, her heart squeezing like it was being clenched by a merciless fist.
    “He’s not getting better.” There was sadness and frustration in Micah’s expression.
    “He will,” Tessa told him, leaning her forehead against his. “I wish there was something I could do to help.”
    Micah was assisting her right now in so many ways, and she wanted to give him something back. It was obvious that the devastating events that had occurred were getting to him. He’d lost his parents, and now he felt like he was losing his brother.
    She squealed with surprise as he sat up and hefted her onto his lap. “You can. Give me your opinion. What do you think of me building my house right here?”
    Tessa barely caught his words as she wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to steady herself. “Here?”
    She sensed that Micah didn’t want to talk about Xander anymore, and Tessa let the subject go. He’d come here to escape for a while, and he deserved a chance to relax and forget about his troubles right now.
    “Yep. I think this is a perfect place for a second home.” He tightened his arms around her.
    “It’s beautiful here. Peaceful.” As she looked around, all she could see were trees and the massive coastline beyond. It was slightly elevated where they were sitting, so the views would be amazing.
    “I thought so, too.”
    “But I didn’t know you wanted to spend more time in Amesport. It’s a little tame.”
    Micah lived for action, for new adventures. Amesport was fun in the summer because of the ocean and the tourists, but she was pretty sure he’d quickly get bored. It