Chapter Six
Remy
Remy rolled over in bed and groaned at the early morning sunlight slipping through a crack in the blinds. After the cookout, after watching Kylie with all the kids, he’d found it impossible to sleep. Instead he sat up thinking about her and drinking. To say he was frustrated with her continued resistance was putting it mildly. He needed to find a way to get past the walls she’d put up, to find out exactly why she was so determined to keep him at arm’s length. Lily said it had something to do with someone in Kylie’s past hurting her, and Emelise had alluded to the same thing, but what did that mean? Physically? Emotionally? Both?
He rolled over and tried to go back to sleep but his mind wouldn’t settle. With a muttered curse he got up and went to put some coffee on. He was going to need it with as little sleep as he got. He had some blueprints he had to finish for a client and he and Gage were supposed to interview a potential assistant later that afternoon. Then he had to work at the club. Yeah, it was going to be a long-ass day.
His phone rang and he cocked a brow when he saw his brother’s number. “Mornin’, Gage. What’s up?”
“Mornin’. Wasn’t sure you were up yet. I got a call dis mornin’ I thought you might want to hear about.”
Remy frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Not a damn ting. It’s actually good news. Fuck, it’s more den dat, it’s great news.”
“Well den, don’t leave me hangin’, Gage. Spit it out.”
“Dat bid we put in, for dat new hotel, we got da deal. Dey liked the preliminary drawin’s you submitted and want to hire Delacroix Carpentry and Architectural Design to design da hotel and do all da woodwork for it.”
“Holy fuck. Dis better not be a joke or I will kick your ass, little brother.”
“Would I joke about someting like dis?”
Remy thought about the question. “No, I guess you wouldn’t. I was just tinking I had a busy day and now it’s goin’ to be even busier. I’ll get started on da designs ASAP.”
“We’ll get da contract later dis week so we can go over it and sign it. Dis is it, Remy. Dis is da break we needed to get our name out dere.”
“You got dat right. Looks like we may need to hire more den one assistant. See you later for da interview.”
Gage chuckled. “Yeah, looks like. Later, Remy.”
Remy hung up and stared at the phone. This hotel contract would be the biggest, most lucrative, contract they’d ever had. It really was the one that would make or break them. If they liked what he came up with, and built the hotel he designed for them, the company would really take off. The only downside to that would be having to stop being the bouncer at the club. He didn’t like the idea of leaving his mate unprotected though. He needed to talk with Emelise about letting him find a suitable replacement for the position.
Remy stepped onto his Alpha’s porch and knocked lightly. He didn’t want to disturb Emelise or Hailey if they were still asleep. When the door opened he nodded at his Alpha.
“Mornin’, Remy. What brings you by?”
“Mornin’, Caine. I need to speak wit’ Emelise, if she’s up.”
“She is. Come on in. I’m surprised you aren’t here to see your mate.”
“Oh, I’d like to see her too, but I know she’s a skittish ting. Don’t want to scare her away.”
Caine laughed at that. “She is dat. Angel, Remy needs to talk to you.” He moved to where Emelise was frying eggs and took the spatula from her. “I’ll finish dis.”
Emelise rolled her eyes before she smiled at Remy. “Hey, Remy. What’s up?”
“Mornin’. Well, see, about da job at da club, I’d like to personally find a replacement for me. Gage called me just a little bit ago. Dat big resort hotel dat’s being built near Lake Pontchartrain—da company havin’ it built took bids from several architecture firms. I submitted preliminary drawin’s for my vision for it, and dey want to hire Delacroix Carpentry and Architectural Design. I’ll be so busy wit’ dat, I won’t be able to work at da club.”
Emelise stared at him. “Holy shit, Remy, that’s great! Congratulations! Hey, don’t worry about the bouncer gig at the club; we’ll find someone to replace you.”
“I’d like to take care of dat. I wanna be sure my mate’s safe.”
Eme nodded. ‘Sure, yeah. You just let me know when you find someone.”
Caine waited until Remy and Emelise were done talking business before he approached the other man and held his hand out. “Congratulations, Remy. I know dis is what you’ve been workin’ for ever since you went to Tulane. It’s about damn time da world got to see your talent.”
Remy took the offered hand. “Thanks, Caine. I’ll get outta here and let you two enjoy your breakfast. Maybe later I’ll see if I can sweet-talk Kylie into goin’ to dinner wit’ me to celebrate.”
