studying for school wasn't going to help me in a real-life situation. Lucas was different than any other guy I'd met; something about the way he held himself. He was cocky and strong—he could get anything he wanted, including me.
Charles screamed from across the room. “Lucas, get off your arse. We have to get over to the house now.”
“I'm sorry Brooke, we'll have to put your tutoring on hold. Family business.”
“Family business?” I asked, gazing at him from behind my lashes. The alcohol was still knocking at my front door. Was I being to invasive?
Lucas leaned back in his seat. “Nothing special. Just dinner with the parents.”
It was hard to focus with all the desire pooling between my thighs.
“Well I'll still be here trying to come up with a royal figure.” I muttered.
Lucas smirked. “Don't worry, love. I'll be back”
Oh my! When did I become so weak to the British accent?
“Cheers,” he whispered.
No! Don't go yet!
“I hope so,” I replied.
“I won't leave a beautiful lass like yourself alone for too long.” He winked.
My cheeks flushed with all the red in the world. Beautiful? What was this man doing to me?
Chapter Six
Lucas
After dinner, I went back to the pub to find Brooke. I asked around and nobody had seen her. She wasn't the first nice girl to escape when she had the chance.
It was hard to find a woman who didn't put handcuffs on you once they found out how much you were worth. Hiding my identity from Brooke was the only way. But now she was gone and didn't know anything about her other than her name.
A week later I'd forgotten all about that pretty brunette and moved on. My brothers and I were moving on a major business deal that could gain us some serious cash.
John found me in the basement one morning pumping iron on the bench press. “Isn't that too much weight?” he asked, rushing over to spot me.
I strained as I lifted the two hundred bar of weights above my chest. A few years ago I was only able to do under one-fifty. Not having a job, I had a lot of time on my hands and working out was the natural way to pass it. Add a competing brothers and weight training was all you knew.
John grabbed the bar and helped me lift it back into place. I sat up and grabbed a white towel to wipe the dripping sweat from my face. “Where are we with Kernal Co?”
John started lifting two free weights. “We have a meet set up with them later this week,” he grunted.
“You think they're going to go through with the deal?”
John strained his bicep as he brought the weight to his shoulder. “Should go smoothly. Their company is in dire need of cash.”
“Why are we buying another business? We have plenty.”
John smirked. “Daddy says you always have to stay on top of the competition.”
John's explanation made sense. But I still had a nagging feeling that this was a bad move. But I'd never question my older brother.
John set down the free weights. “You seen that chick that was at the pub last week?”
He was talking about Brooke. I hadn't seen her but she had been on my mind since that first meeting. I shook my head. “Haven't seen her since that first day.”
“That's a shame. She was a fine piece of ass. Someone you can actually take home to mother. If you know what I mean.”
I knew exactly what he meant. Brooke was smoking hot but didn't look like the other bimbos I'd dated in the past.
Chapter Seven
Brooke
I sat in the library, daydreaming about Lucas. His tight shirt and shredded muscles were so damn hot. How could a man affect me so much? I could barely think straight. I needed to focus on my history paper.
I couldn't stay at the pub. Something about the place scared me. I don't know what it was exactly. But
Charles screamed from across the room. “Lucas, get off your arse. We have to get over to the house now.”
“I'm sorry Brooke, we'll have to put your tutoring on hold. Family business.”
“Family business?” I asked, gazing at him from behind my lashes. The alcohol was still knocking at my front door. Was I being to invasive?
Lucas leaned back in his seat. “Nothing special. Just dinner with the parents.”
It was hard to focus with all the desire pooling between my thighs.
“Well I'll still be here trying to come up with a royal figure.” I muttered.
Lucas smirked. “Don't worry, love. I'll be back”
Oh my! When did I become so weak to the British accent?
“Cheers,” he whispered.
No! Don't go yet!
“I hope so,” I replied.
“I won't leave a beautiful lass like yourself alone for too long.” He winked.
My cheeks flushed with all the red in the world. Beautiful? What was this man doing to me?
Chapter Six
Lucas
After dinner, I went back to the pub to find Brooke. I asked around and nobody had seen her. She wasn't the first nice girl to escape when she had the chance.
It was hard to find a woman who didn't put handcuffs on you once they found out how much you were worth. Hiding my identity from Brooke was the only way. But now she was gone and didn't know anything about her other than her name.
A week later I'd forgotten all about that pretty brunette and moved on. My brothers and I were moving on a major business deal that could gain us some serious cash.
John found me in the basement one morning pumping iron on the bench press. “Isn't that too much weight?” he asked, rushing over to spot me.
I strained as I lifted the two hundred bar of weights above my chest. A few years ago I was only able to do under one-fifty. Not having a job, I had a lot of time on my hands and working out was the natural way to pass it. Add a competing brothers and weight training was all you knew.
John grabbed the bar and helped me lift it back into place. I sat up and grabbed a white towel to wipe the dripping sweat from my face. “Where are we with Kernal Co?”
John started lifting two free weights. “We have a meet set up with them later this week,” he grunted.
“You think they're going to go through with the deal?”
John strained his bicep as he brought the weight to his shoulder. “Should go smoothly. Their company is in dire need of cash.”
“Why are we buying another business? We have plenty.”
John smirked. “Daddy says you always have to stay on top of the competition.”
John's explanation made sense. But I still had a nagging feeling that this was a bad move. But I'd never question my older brother.
John set down the free weights. “You seen that chick that was at the pub last week?”
He was talking about Brooke. I hadn't seen her but she had been on my mind since that first meeting. I shook my head. “Haven't seen her since that first day.”
“That's a shame. She was a fine piece of ass. Someone you can actually take home to mother. If you know what I mean.”
I knew exactly what he meant. Brooke was smoking hot but didn't look like the other bimbos I'd dated in the past.
Chapter Seven
Brooke
I sat in the library, daydreaming about Lucas. His tight shirt and shredded muscles were so damn hot. How could a man affect me so much? I could barely think straight. I needed to focus on my history paper.
I couldn't stay at the pub. Something about the place scared me. I don't know what it was exactly. But
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