Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 119093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
“Mr. Fields,” my assistant says, “your lunch is here.”
“Perfect. You can bring it back. I’m free.”
“How’d the meeting go?” Hayden says, walking through the door a few minutes later with our lunch in his hands. He sets it down on the table I have in the corner of my office. “I told Hillary I’d bring it back for us so she could head out to lunch.” He takes our boxes out while I finish my email and hit send.
“Good.” I shut down my laptop and go over to the table to join him. We try to have lunch together a couple of times a week since we’re working on several projects together. “Everything is on track, and the grand opening is scheduled as planned.”
“Nice,” he says, opening his box of food and digging in. “I’ll need the income from this place to replace my current income.”
“What?” His tone is light, indicating he’s joking, but something underneath says he’s also serious.
“I met with my dad today and tried to pitch finding a new building for the wellness center. Even came prepared with several other options. Some better than the current building. But he’s so damn stubborn.” He spears his noodles with his fork. “I don’t know what I’m going to do.” His eyes meet mine, silently begging for advice. Even though we’re at odds over Bree, he’s my best friend, closer to a brother, so I’ll always put him first.
“What do you need from me?”
“I don’t know.” He sighs. “I just…I really like her. We’re going out Sunday.”
I laugh softly.
“What?”
“Nothing… It’s just, well, we’re going out tomorrow.”
He shakes his head and chuckles. “That must be why she said she couldn’t do tomorrow.”
“Yep, so what are you going to do about your dad? Because you know she isn’t going to agree to be bought out.”
“For now, I’m going to drag shit along. If she won’t sell, there’s nothing I can do. He’s just pissed he isn’t getting his way.”
“This could mean your sister gets that position.”
“Yeah, hence me saying I need the income,” he deadpans. “Because there’s no way I’m working for her. She’ll let the position go straight to her head.” He mock shivers. “I’d rather quit than work for Gretchen.”
“You could always come work alongside me,” I tell him, not for the first time. His family issues are nothing new, something I’ve been listening to for as long as I’ve known him. I don’t know why he puts up with them, except maybe he feels like he has something to prove, which is such bullshit because he’s a thousand times better at what he does than his sister and dad combined.
“Yeah? Will that offer still be on the table when Bree chooses me?”
I snort out a laugh. “Hey.” He glances up at me. “You’re my brother for life. No woman will ever come between us, not even sexy as fuck women with curves for days, mesmerizing blue eyes, and the most perfect dimples.”
“Remember that time in college when we fucked that server? What was her name?”
I know exactly who he’s talking about, but I couldn’t tell you her name. “Started with an M, I think.”
“Maybe,” he says, leaning in and looking at me. “And then the other chick from our business class.”
“Lauren, I think.”
“Lina,” he corrects.
“Fuck, I can’t remember. That shit was a long time ago.”
He sucks his lip into his mouth, obviously thinking hard about something, and I stop eating to give him my full attention. “What if Bree were willing to be with both of us?”
For a split second, I can picture it. Her riding me from on top while I suck on her nipples, massaging her clit. Hayden pounding into her from behind, gripping those luscious hips.
It wouldn’t be the first time we’ve shared a woman. During freshman year, shit got crazy, and somehow, we ended up having a threesome with the server at the local pub we frequented. It was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced.
After that night—and word got out about what we did—women practically lined up at our door, wanting both of us. After being with a few women, I confided to Hayden that I thought I might be bi. I was scared that he’d run, but instead, he pulled his shirt over his head and said, “Let’s find out.” I learned that night that while being with a guy could feel good and natural, I preferred the female body over the male.
After we graduated and moved into our condo, we both got busy with work, with being adults, and our threesomes stopped. I’ve been with a few women over the years, but none of them have held my attention. Until Bree…
“She’d never go for it,” I tell him. “Besides, I want more with her. More than some hot threesome. I want her heart.”
“Same,” he says, forking his food into his mouth and dropping the subject.