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Rohan was bored. His ten o’clock had shown up late and completely wasted his time. The young man had come in and wanted a marketing campaign created for a product that he had yet to develop. Which typically wasn’t a big deal.
When that happened, the person would at least have the blueprints, and had chosen the company they wanted to make the prototype if they weren’t making it themselves. Things along those lines. This young man had none of that. He simply had an idea, but no plan to execute it and make it come to life.
Rohan had tried to let him down gently. To explain that it was a good thing that he had something he wanted to create, but that he first needed to work on a plan of action to make it a reality, and then get back to them, and they would help him market it to his general audience.
That had only gotten him a confused look and a question of, “Wasn’t that what they were for?” which he then had to explain the difference between marketing and a production team.However, from the little, and it was really minuscule, amount of information he got from him, he figured it may be something interesting to throw his brother’s way.
Cayman Industries was always looking for something new and innovative, or even a fresh spin on an old idea. He didn’t know if it would bear fruit for the young man, but who was he to stand in the way of what could be potential when he had a resource that might work out for him?
Now, he sat in his office with nothing to do. His meeting, even though it had started late, had not lasted long at all. Therefore, he had been able to get some work done on a project he and his team would complete and present to the client at the beginning of next week.
He thought for a moment about texting Jalen, but he knew she was more than likely sleeping. She had called him as he’d requested when she got off, so he knew she had made it home safe. They had spoken for a bit while she made breakfast for her girls before they got off the phone, so she could wake them up.
It was almost one-thirty. Rohan decided he would ease his boredom with lunch. Food was usually the remedy for everything.
Leaving his office, he headed to his mother’s to see if she wanted to go to lunch with him. He tried the knob but found it locked. He knew she didn’t have any appointments right now, because they shared their calendars. For a minute, he thought that she might have already gone to lunch, but she usually let him know when she was leaving the office in case he needed to take care of something for her while she was out.
He knocked on the door, waited a few seconds, and thought he heard a noise coming from behind it, but he couldn’t be sure. He knocked again.
“Mom, if you’re in there, open the door.”
There were a few seconds that ticked by before he got an answer. “Are you alone?”
He furrowed his brow. “Yes, I’m alone.”
She opened the door, and Rohan was yanked into the office quickly. If he were honest with himself, his mother had always been one to do strange things, so he wasn’t surprised by whatever was going on. That didn’t, however, change the fact that it was indeed strange as hell.
“Mom, what are you doing?”
“I never thought having two men chase after me would be this tiring.”
“Two men?”
“Yes, two. Howard is still popping up, waiting for a definitive time for the date I keep putting off every day, and Devon has come inquiring about being made a partner again.”
“That was fast. He normally waits more than a couple of months.”
“He’s apparently impatient.”
“As far as Howard goes, you need to tell that man you aren’t interested in going out with him.”
His mother sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. “I know, but he’s such a nice guy, I don’t want to see that disappointed look on his face when I tell him.”
“Then go. What is one date going to hurt? Besides, he may realize that you’ve got a few screws loose on this date and decide you aren’t worth the trouble,” he finished jokingly.
“Shut it, little boy.”
Rohan held his hands up in surrender as he chuckled. He knew his mother’s hesitation with outright turning Howard down was coming from a place of having a good heart and a place of fear.
The last man that she had turned down hadn’t understood how to take no for an answer and had even shown up at hishouse, after following his mother and assuming it was hers. He’d been bold enough to confront her in the yard and grab hold of her arm.
Rohan had taught him that putting his hands on his mother was the last thing he should have ever wanted to do. After he’d gotten his ass whooped, his mother had placed a restraining order on him. That had been over two years ago, but it was the last time his mother had entertained any conversation about dating.
He also knew that his mother was genuinely a kind soul and didn’t want to hurt the man’s feelings. Though that often caused her to put herself in situations where there was more stress on her. He didn’t like that for her either.
“Well, I was going to see if you wanted to go to lunch, but since you’re hiding out, I suppose I can go pick up something and bring it back here.”
