Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 102549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
“As evidenced by you spreading out for me on the conference table at your workplace.”
“Damn straight.”
“And as much as I want to take advantage of you in this moment, I can feel my phone vibrating. Ten bucks says it’s either Prescott being in sync with us and knowing we were going to call him, or he’s watched the video of our greeting and is pissed at where the video cut off.”
“Only one way to find out.”
Kit takes his phone out and answers the video call, holding it up so we can both be in view.
“You’re not even naked yet? Have you two learned nothing from me?”
I snort. “Please, I am a professional, and this is my place of work.”
Prescott frowns. “Blink twice if you’ve been kidnapped. Where’s the real Brady?”
“He’s here,” Kit says. “He’s currently sitting on the conference desk and putting his groin right in my face like the professional he is.”
“Way to rat me out,” I say.
At the same time, Prescott says, “Good boy.”
“So, we have something we want to say,” Kit tells him.
“Oh? What’s that? You miss me already? Look, I know you’re both obsessed with me, but you’re going to have to live without me for a few months, okay?”
“I’ve been thinking about that,” I say. “How would the navy feel if you faked your own death? Then you could be with us sooner.”
Prescott rubs his stubbly chin. He has more growth than Kit at the moment, but that’ll be gone again once he has to report back to California. “That’s a bit dramatic, but I’ll think about it.”
“If you’re both done,” Kit says, regaining control of the conversation. “Brady and I had a talk, and we’ve agreed that if you want to stay a SEAL, then we’ll support you if you want to re-up at the end of your contract.”
“Wait, you don’t want me to quit now?”
“I still do,” I sing. Kit nudges me. “But just like you not wanting me to give up my dream, I can’t ask you to give up yours. Next year, the farthest we’ll be away from each other is LA to San Diego. That’s nothing. We can do it. And hey, maybe I’ll tell Uncle Damon to move his LA office down south. I’m sure he’ll move an entire firm with hundreds of employees for us.” That will never happen, but I am hoping I could persuade Uncle Damon to let me work remotely.
“You said you don’t know if you’ll ever be ready to leave the navy,” Kit says. “But we want you to know that you don’t have to. We’ll support you in whatever you decide to do.”
Instead of happiness and warmth radiating from Prescott, all I see is confusion. I have no idea if it’s because he doesn’t know what he wants or if it’s because he thinks we’re pushing him away or what, so I tell him what I think he needs to hear.
“If you do decide to leave, my uncle and I are coming up with an amazing business idea you could get in on, but if you want to stay, we’re letting you know that no matter what, we love you, we’ll be there for you, and we’re willing to put in the work to make sure that we’re all happy.”
“Okay, seriously, where is the real Brady?” Prescott snarks.
“That’s it. No more being mature ever again. I’m done.”
“What’s the idea?” Prescott asks, so we fill him in.
It really would be perfect. We could all live together, wherever we wanted. There’d be some travel because clients would be from all over, but they could maybe set up a gym if the idea takes off, and then the athletes will come to them. I’ll still need to travel around a lot, but Uncle Damon and Uncle Maddox make it work, even if Uncle Damon has to grovel sometimes for being away so much.
I’m willing to do all the groveling needed to keep my men happy with me. Naked groveling, tied-up groveling. Begging them on my knees for forgiveness. Anything.
When we’re finished explaining the idea, Prescott bites his bottom lip, and not in the sexy way. In the “How do I say that’s the dumbest idea I’ve ever heard?” kind of way.
It’s unfair of me to wish that he would be okay with the idea immediately. If they asked me to step back from my goal of being an agent to become a scout or a recruiter or even an admin assistant for King Sports so I don’t have to travel and be away from them, I wouldn’t be enthusiastic about it either. I’d consider it, for sure, because like Uncle Damon says, finding the right balance between work and personal life is important, but it might leave a bitter taste in my mouth.
It’s why I respected and hated that Prescott and Kit were so supportive of me. Because I wanted the excuse to be with them, but at the same time, they knew I didn’t want to leave New York yet.