Morgan
Monday morning, he stood outside his apartment building with Blue by his side, awaiting the familiar rumble of Alexander’s engine. It didn’t take long for the BMW to screech to a halt before him. He reached out and found the handle, letting Blue hop in first before he sat next to his brother.
“Alisson called in sick,” Alexander said, straight to business as usual. Alisson was their secretary, and a trusted soul ever since she’d joined them on their business adventure.
“I’ll forward her calls to me.”
“Perfect. Once I’m done with the morning meeting, I’ll see what I can take off your shoulders.”
Morgan nodded and looked down at his phone. “Will Manuel do the meeting with Depcot this afternoon?”
“Yeah, he’s already at the office making sure Aleina and Mark have covered our bases. Do you ever think of anything but those fucking Legos?”
Morgan frowned and rolled his eyes. “I’m looking up something for Ruby.”
“I thought you wanted to keep this one, not nerd her away.”
“It’s our date. She said she wanted to try them when I told her about it.”
“Of course, anything to lure a woman into your home.”
Morgan smirked at his brother, and though his initial intention had been somewhat innocent, he did like the idea of Ruby in his home. It was one of the only places he didn’t feel lost. In his apartment, he didn’t need his cane or Blue to guide him around. “We’ll see.”
“Such a fucking playboy.”
“You act like my home is a whore house.”
Alexander chuckled and pumped his fist into his brother’s shoulder. “For a blind guy you’re having more than average sex.”
“And I have a cunt as a brother.”
At the office, he spent most of his day fielding calls from Alisson’s phone.
She didn’t call in sick often, but when she did it was something serious.
She’d been with them almost from day one.
Manuel was too work focused on his meeting to tease him or ask about his date, and Alexander didn’t mention it again.
Just as they were about to leave late that evening, his personal phone rang, and Morgan couldn’t help but smile. “Hi there.”
“Hello,” Ruby chirped. “I know you said you eat anything, but I just wanted to double check with you if you’re okay with spaghetti and meatballs. I know it’s basic but—”
“I’m looking forward to it. Just send me the list and I’ll be sure to have everything there.”
That piqued his brothers’ interest, the rustling of their papers stilling.
“I thought if I did something simple, it would be hard to mess up and you would want to see me again after.”
“You need to learn to listen.” He paused for a brief moment to let his words sink in. “You’re stuck with me.”
“I am, huh?” Though she clearly tried to hide the impact of his words, there was a slight quiver in her voice. “I’ll see you Wednesday.”
Then she was gone.
“’You need to learn to listen?’” Manuel echoed. “What kind of kinky shit is happening here?”
Morgan grinned and fastened Blue’s leash. “Mind your own business, will ya?”
“I don’t think so,” Alexander chimed in. “Either you two already had some sexual tension going on, or you just totally flabbergasted that woman.”
She was probably rather flustered anyway, even without Morgan letting his dominant side slip. “I’m pretty sure she has an idea of what she’s getting herself into.”
“You’re clearly not a man to waste time.”
It was Manuel’s turn to drive him to the gym—they insisted on taking turns—and as they drove, Morgan got a text from Ruby with the shopping list. He quickly placed an order, yet again dreading that he couldn’t just run to the store and get it.
He hated shopping, almost always needing someone with him unless he planned to spend all day there.
A few years ago, Manuel had started Morgan’s new gym routine. Unfortunately for Morgan, his brother also assumed the role of his personal trainer—which meant kicking his ass on a regular basis. The staff had been helpful from the start and of course, they loved Blue.
Once his bi-weekly ass-kicking session was over, Morgan chose to enjoy the lovely evening by walking home, already dreaming about the next time he’d see Ruby…