Lasting Attraction (Cassie Series) (17 page)

             
I get up out of my chair as well, and pull my brother away from my father, not even knowing what is being yelled right. He tries to fight me off at first but I eventually get him out of the room. Slamming the door closed, I shove at my brother, letting his arms go. "Office. Now."

             
His nostrils flare in irritation as chest heaves. He is royally pissed and I really don't have a fucking clue why. Without arguing, surprisingly, he walks towards his office and starts pacing once he gets inside. I close the door a lot quieter than moments ago.

             
"What the fuck?" I snap at him.

             
He continues pacing, shaking his head, mumbling different things under his breath. When he finally looks at me, he starts shaking his head. "I don't know what to do! I'm sorry for fucking blowing up in there," he points towards where the meeting room would be, "but fuck!"

             
"Dude, Evan, I have no idea what is happening."

             
He throws himself down in the chair and covers his face with his hands, groaning against his palms. I can hear him mumbling again and decide to give him a few moments to settle down. It's around three minutes later when he finally drops his hands from his face and I stare into his bloodshot eyes.

             
"I'm leaving Alyssa. I feel like a fucking douche for doing it, but I'm in love with someone else. All my anger, guilt, confusion, I don't know, its kind of taking a toll on me. I just kind of... snapped." He shakes his head again, and drops it. Me, well, I'm just fucking stunned as shit. I know him and Alyssa haven't been doing well in quite some time, in fact, since she was pregnant this last time I believe, but I didn't expect my brother to be in love with someone.

             
I clear my throat as I think of something to ask. "Does she know?"

             
"That I'm leaving?" he asks without looking up.

             
"Yeah. Have you guys talked about this shit yet?"

             
He slowly nods his head. "Yeah, man, she knows. We officially separated three days ago. We want to get along for the kids, and damn I love the kids, and I know I'm confusing them. I'm confusing me. Dad is already disappointed in me, and now he is going to be worse. Is it bad I'm scared of my father's approval and I'm almost thirty?"

             
He looks up at me like a damn lost dog and my heart hurts for my brother. I know how it is to love someone, and to hurt those people you love. I've never been married and I don't have kids, so I don't understand that aspect, but the rest of it, yeah I get it.

             
"Maybe, but its dad. I know how it is." I grab the other office chair and place it next to my brother, sitting down so we can have a conversation. "Don't worry though. After the disappointment of the situation, he'll get over it and focus on the fact you're a good guy. You're a great father, a great son, and a great businessman. Whatever dad doesn't agree with, he'll get over."

             
"Not this time." He looks over at the door and completely ignores me. I've never seen Evan this way and I'm not sure what to do about it.

             
"Evan?" He still doesn't look at me and I can see it. There is something more. Something he is really terrified of. "I'm sure you're terrified but..."

             
His head turns in my direction and his eyes well up with tears. I think the last time I saw my brother cry, besides when he held his children for the first time, was when he broke his ankle at sixteen. It's very strange and cuts me off mid-sentence.

             
"Pierce, this is different. I've only told two people, one being Alyssa. I thought telling her was hard, but telling you and dad and mom. This isn't easy at all. You're my family and I only want you guys to support me." A few tears start to fall and as he wipes at them, he lifts his head to the ceiling. I'm so damn confused, I just sit here speechless, completely baffled. "I'm in love with Kal."

             
Kal?

             
Kal.

             
As in my old secretary Kal? Wait... my brother is... my brother is gay? My brother is gay. Shit. Out of all the things he has told me since we've been in this room, that is the very last thing I expected.

             
I have to sit and think about it all for a second. Not just the fact that my brother is married with two kids and is leaving them for another man, but also the fact we just merged with his family's company. His family- which means Miah, too. This is a large prescription of fucked up.

             
But am I disappointed? Well... no. Confused? Most definitely. Sad for my brother? Yeah, incredibly. Do I still love my brother and support him? Tell the end of the world.

             
"Evan," I say, noticing my voice is hoarse, so I clear my throat. "If you're happy, I'm happy, man. I don't think any less of you." I'm not sure what you're supposed to say when someone comes out of the closet- congratulations just doesn't seem quite right.

             
Apparently what I said was enough, because Evan actually looks at me again, apparently surprised. "You're not ashamed of me?"

             
"Fuck no," I tell him, which causes him to smile some. "Never in a million years expected it, so don't get me wrong, I'm shocked, but never ashamed."

             
He nods his head and smiles a little larger than before. "Thanks Pierce."

             
I stand up and look towards the door. "Think we should head back in there?"

             
He snorts out a laugh. "Yeah, let’s get this shit over with. Once you admit your feelings for Miah, I bet this company will run just smoothly."

             
I pause at the door and shake my head. "Fuck you. Who said that I have feelings for Miah?"

             
His hand grips at my shoulder. "Maybe because you eye fuck the shit out of her every time she comes around."

             
"Right," I say sarcastically and walk back towards the conference room.

             
The conference is already cleared out by the time we get back in there, and its just Miah in the room. She eyes us both but doesn't say anything. Evan grabs his folder and grabs at my shoulder as he walks back out to leave. "Thanks man." He looks in Miah's direction then gives me a wink before walking out of the room.

             
"What happened?" I ask Miah as I walk to grab my folder.

             
She continues picking up different things left in the room while pushing in chairs. "The board members basically said things need to settle down or their going to annul the paperwork for the merger, if still possible. Apparently just because the numbers work it doesn't mean the companies actually go well together."

             
"It's not the companies," I tell her, "its the tension between the employees."

             
She pauses and looks over at me, a wild grin on her face. "The tension?" Her eyebrow lifts up in a very seductive way, indicating she knows there has been a lot of sexual tension between us.

             
I walk in her direction and grab at her hips, ready to release all the built up tension I have on her- both sexual and work related. She bites at those full lips and shakes her head, even though her body is giving off a completely different reaction.

             
"I'm sorry about last time we hooked up."

             
"You still with that girl?" She knows I'm not, and even if I were, I have a feeling once again, she wouldn't give a shit.

             
I bring my lips close to her ear and flick out my tongue before responding. "I'm not with anyone."

             
"Say my name," she whispers.

             
"Miah," I respond in a whisper before biting down on her lobe. She moans out in respond the same time I hike up her skirt. "And these damn outfits you wear. I swear you're trying to kill me."

             
Her hand reaches down between us to unbutton my slacks. "I wouldn't dare do such a thing to you, Pierce Daniels. If I killed you, I wouldn't be able to have this again." Her hand reaches around my hardened cock and I can't help moan out in desire. This is going to be one of the fastest fucks, and thankfully, right over this damn conference table. I won't feel bored in another meeting again.

             
Once her skirt is up and my pants are down, I turn Miah right around, bending her over the table.  I pull her thong to the side and slide my finger through her slit, feeling the wet warmth. "Fuck, I don't have a god damn condom," I mutter, pissed.

             
Miah moves her hand over her shoulder, passing me a foil packet. "My bra holds more than my tits."

             
"You're incredible," I tell her. I rip open the packet, slide the condom in, and without notice push myself inside Miah. She screams out in pleasure and I love feeling her adjust around my dick. I thrust in and out of her hard, feeling my balls hit against her clit while my hands squeeze into her hips.

             
The more I hear my name being screamed out, or feel her pump my dick with her insides, I come that much closer to releasing. "Fuck, baby, you need to come. You need to fucking come for me now."

             
I can feel the moment she starts to do just that, and I don't hold back, releasing everything inside me. My mind goes blank and to stop myself from calling her the wrong name this time, I bite my tongue.

             
Once we're both back in our attire, Miah spreads her hands over my chest and kisses softly on my lips. "I hate to be the one who asks this first, but would you go on a date with me sometime?"

             
I wasn't exactly expecting that. Not now at least. Shit, maybe not even ever. I really don't want to get into anything serious, especially not until all this shit with Cassie is cleared, but a date can't hurt I guess. We've already gotten intimate, may as well treat her nice at least once. I'll have to let her know that I can't be anything serious, but that can wait until the date. I try not to sigh, even though I feel the need, nothing wanting to disrespect her. "That sounds nice."

             
She smiles, surprising me to see her so excited about wanting to date me. "I can't wait."

             
I'm not going to lie, I'm fucking terrified about tomorrow. The last four weeks have been perfection, and it all could be interrupted tomorrow. In fact, it could all disappear altogether.

             
After I gave Cassie the promise ring, we left Sea World and went back to the apartment. We didn't come out of the bedroom until the next morning when I had to leave for work. I felt bad, knowing she didn't eat anything all night, so the next night when I came home from work, I brought home takeout. We had a quickie before we ate dinner, then spent another night in the bedroom after.

             
If we're not eating, sleeping, or fucking, then we're usually out on a date or with friends. Always together. Always. Well, of course, except when I'm at work. I used to be scared of being this attached to someone- anyone- but with Cassie, it just fits. We're both finally so damn happy, its surreal.

             
Which is half the reason I'm terrified.

             
It seems every single damn time we're doing well, something happens. Something usually meaning Pierce. We're doing the damn swab test in the morning, then the ultrasound in the afternoon to find out the sex. He wants to be included in the ultrasound, just in case the baby is his. He said he didn't want to miss out on such an important moment, and Cassie agreed without even asking me. I don't blame her really, even if it frustrates the shit out of me. I don't blame Pierce either. If the roles were reversed, I'd want to be there too. I just don't want to see his smug face.