“No. Only six.”
“You’re pathetic, you know that? You’ve outsold all of us this quarter with those blue eyes and that baby face, and you can’t even meet with a client and be a professional?”
Astounding me, he shakes his head. “I slept with her, it’s different when you’ve seen your client naked. It was amazing,and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. She haunts my dreams. So, yeah, I’m pathetic. Plus, I tried calling her office once, and she never called me back.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “So now I’m your wing-man, and your little bitch, this just gets better.”
“You have a way with women,” he persists. “Make her laugh, be charming, heavy with the compliments, but not too much, she might think you’re into her. Then I’ll ease my way in and pretend like I had no clue it was her.”
“Why can’t you do all of that?”
“I told you, she makes me nervous.”
I point my finger in his face. “Pathetic. Not typical Lucas behavior at all. We’re the patriarchs of LA. We set the mold in this town for excellence. We do not cower in the face of adversity.”
“I’ll pay you.”
A slow smile creeps across my face, my gaze shifting to his. “Now we’re talking.”
“So you’ll do it?”
I put an arm around his shoulder. “Let’s discuss my price first.”
“You drive a hard bargain,” he sighs.
“Just like Dad taught me.” I grin. “Now, we may need to discuss you wearing a suit.”
I’m at it again. Working myself into a frenzy thinking about what Chelsea is doing. I don’t want to sound desperate, so I don’t text her, or act like the needy prick I am right now. I try to distract myself by reading and reciting Noah’s listing. If I have to help the little schmuck, then I will, and I won’t take any commission.I just know how much he loves money. I was hoping it might have deterred him from enlisting my help, but alas, it seems my little brother is lovesick.
Juliette Monroe’s Facebook account is locked to friends only, but I find her website.
I chuckle to myself as I see what Noah is talking about. The photo on her website is professionally taken and fresh out of Vogue magazine.
This woman really is the big time. Then again, she wouldn’t be looking at sixteen million dollar homes if she weren’t.
She has a blunt, black bob-cut, her features are like Audrey Hepburn's; understated but beautiful. I can see right away what Noah sees in her, but he’s shooting pretty fucking high. I love my brother and all, but he’s used to women his own age… and at a guess I’d say she’d have to be thirty, several years older than him. The definition of cougar springs to mind, and I shoot Noah a text.
Me
I’m on her website. You’re so fucked
He replies in less than ten seconds.
Noah
See what I mean? She’s heavenly
Me
So why do you think she didn’t return your call?
Noah
Maybe she never got the message?
I snort a laugh. Right. I mean, the woman could be a little nuts. My brother is young, but he’s certainly got a way withwomen, and he’s had a couple of long-term relationships in his twenty-two years. I guess you could say he’s always been the most likely to settle down early. He’s also way too nice to chicks who don’t deserve it.
I’m protective of both my siblings, but especially him.
