Sneak Peek: First Chapter of Brendon’s Story (Book two in series)

I’ve started book two in my series. This is Brendon’s story, Skylar’s brother. I don’t have a name for the book yet. This is also the unedited first draft, but I thought I’d give you all a first look!

“So Mr. Stillman…”

“Please, call me Brendon,”

“Okay, Brendon, what brings you to The Bankroll League?”

Brendon had been asking himself the same question since he’d had his assistant set up the appointment. Why had he thought that this would be a good idea? Oh, that’s right, his sister getting married and his brother getting engaged put all the pressure on him. Every time he called his mother she asked when he was going to follow in his sibling’s footsteps. Never if he could freaking help it.

Alas, there he was sitting in front of a lady with pink hair trying to get a date.

“Um, my mom won’t stop pestering me about settling down since my brother and sister are.”

Pink hair took her glasses off and stared at him. Brendon scanned his eyes around the room not meeting her gaze.

“So, you mean to tell me that you are here because of your mother?

“Yes?” he replied with a cocked eyebrow.

She scribbled something down on the notepad in front of her. He couldn’t figure out what she could possibly have to write down. He’d filled out so many forms and questionnaires about his ideal date, hobbies, and personality she should have known everything there was to possibly know about him.

“I suppose that’s as good a reason as any. Do you think you are ready to settle down, Brendon?”

He wanted to ask her to define ready. Was he ready to have a person to spend an intimate evening with when he’d had a long day at work? Yes. Was he ready to have someone constantly texting him and nagging about not spending enough time with them? That would be a negative.

“I’m open to seeing what’s out there.”

There, that was noncommittal.

“And Mr. Stillman, you’re sure you meet the financial requirements to be apart of The Bankroll League? You seem awfully young.”

The implied “to be a millionaire” was left off, but he knew that was what she’d meant.

Again, didn’t this lady already know all of this? He’d given her everything except his signature in blood.

“Yes ma’ma, I’ve created several successful start up businesses that I sold for a lot of money. I also currently run my own company that is bringing in a nice cash flow.”

That ought to appease her.

Pink hair looked over the stack of papers in her lap. Brendon assumed it was a file with all the answers to their billion questions.

“Mr. Stillman, as far as I can tell you meet all of our requirements. I am slightly afraid that you maybe aren’t ready for this type of service. However, if you are willing to put in the work then I’m willing to help you. I’d like to first set you up with one of our dating coaches before I set you up with any of our matches. I want to be sure you know proper dating etiquette before you start the actual dating process.”

What she really meant to say, Brendon thought, was that since he was willing to pay her the money to do it then she would take him on as a client. He didn’t need any dang dating coach. He knew how to date. He’d been dating since he was a freshman in high school. Officially anyway, he’d really been a ladies man since elementary school when he gave Vera Rago a hand made Valentine’s Day card, but he didn’t like to brag.

“Ok, I’ll do whatever you need me to do.”

“Very well then, stop by Lana’s desk and she will get you all set up for your first session.”

Brendon stood up and shook her hand. He followed the red wall back out to the front of the building. Lana was sitting behind her desk furiously typing away at her computer. She looked up when his tall shadow fell over her.

“Alright, sir, what would be the best time for you?”

Brendon gave her sometimes that were best for him and they settled on his first coaching session. It would be the following Tuesday. That gave him five days to prepare for the madness. At least now he’d be able to tell his mom that he was actively trying to find “the one”.

As Brendon pulled out of the parking lot of The Bankroll League he brought up his assistant’s number and dialed her over Bluetooth.

“Hey Boss,” her voice chimed over the phone.

“Hey Claudia, I’m all finished up with my appointment and am headed back to the office. I’m stopping to get some lunch. Do you want me to pick you something up too?”

Brendon knew that usually, the assistant did the lunch gathering, but somehow more times than not he ended up being the one getting them food. Claudia wasn’t any regular assistant. She was his future sister in law’s best friend. She’d recently gotten laid off from her job and his brother Skylar had talked him into letting her work for him while she tried to get her photography business off the ground. Seeing as he didn’t really have any openings at the time he hired her as his personal assistant. He hated to admit that he hadn’t known he needed one until he had one. She was a pain in his behind sometimes, but she was actually pretty good at what she did.

“Oh, did you find Mrs. Right yet?”

“No, I didn’t find Mrs. Right. This was an introductory meeting. You don’t just go in and pick someone like you’re Tarzan and the girl is Jane.”

“Ugh, well you better hurry up and find her before you get much older. The clock is ticking.” Claudia made a tick tock sound through the phone line.

“What, I’m only two years older than you!” Brendon rubbed his hand against his forehead. A pain in his head and behind. “Never mind, you can’t argue with crazy. Do you want food or not?”

When Brendon got back to the office he spotted Claudia at her desk with a guy named Taylor leaned over her desk. He was smiling and she was laughing at something he was saying. Brendon bet it wasn’t even anything that funny. Taylor wasn’t funny he was a womanizer.

Brendon approached Claudia’s desk with her lunch in hand.

“You’re lunch,” he said before plopping the bag down in front of her.

She looked up at him still smiling from whatever Taylor had said.

“Hey Brendon,” Taylor said. Even though he was the head of the company Brendon liked to be more laid back with his employees. It made it easier for them to connect with him and come to him with ideas. Plus he never thought of himself as above or better than anyone and making them call him Mr. Stillman seemed too stuck up.

“Hey Taylor,” he replied not giving the other man as much as a glance.

“Thanks for the lunch, boss,” Claudia said.

Brendon just grunted in reply and made his way to his office. He had unwrapped his sandwich and was about to take a bite when his door swung open. He knew who it was before he saw her. Claudia was the only person in the office that busted into his office without knocking. It didn’t matter how many times he told her to knock when the door was closed.

“How many times do I need to tell you to knock when the door is closed?” He took a big bite of his sandwich and chewed while he waited for her reply.

Being the smartass that she was she knocked on the open door.

“I knew you were just having lunch. I didn’t think the rule counted when I knew that you weren’t busy.”

She made her way in with her unwrapped sandwich in hand and sat on the edge of the chair in front of his desk. Decidedly settled in she took the wrapper off of hers and took a bite.

“So how was the queen of matchmaking?”

It was clear that Brendon would not be dining in peace today.

“I think Queen of match-making is a bit of a stretch.”

“She has a ninety-five percent success rate according to her website. I’d say that makes her the queen. It at least makes her the princess.”

Brendon rolled his eyes at her.

“Whatever, it went ok I guess. She asked me a bunch of questions that I already filled out on her thousands of questionnaires. Then she told me I need a dating coach before I could meet any women. I don’t need any dang dating coach but I can’t get this show on the road until I do it.”

Claudia threw her head back and laughed at that.

“What’s so funny?” Brendon narrowed his eyes at his assistant.

“You are so full of yourself, boss. You sign up to have someone help you find love and then you say you don’t need their help, classic man.”

“I didn’t say I didn’t need their help. I said I didn’t need a dating coach. That’s different. I do want them to find me someone that fits all of my criteria without having to go out and search for her myself. I’m saving myself the time and energy.”

“Oh man, this is going to be so fun to watch.”

Brendon threw a piece of lettuce from his sandwich at her.

“You won’t be watching anything. You will be working and minding your own business.”

Claudia took a swig from the water bottle she brought in with her.

“Seems to me that you kind of are my business since I’m your assistant and all. I do keep track of your schedule.”

“I can fire you, you know. I didn’t have an assistant before you and I’m sure I’d survive after you.”

Claudia had to laugh at that. “You were a mess before me. You wouldn’t know what to do without me around.”

“If you say so,” Brendon said in an unconvincing voice.

They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes munching on their sandwiches. It wasn’t very uncommon for Claudia to invite herself to join him for lunch on any given day that he didn’t have meetings or other engagements. At first, it drove him crazy, but he’d grown to expect it. Maybe even enjoy it if he were honest. A lot of people were intimidated to have lunch with the boss no matter how open he was.

“So, what are you looking for in your match?”

Brendon thought for a minute.

“I guess someone I can have fun with. I want someone that is ambitious and has goals. I also want someone that doesn’t take themselves too seriously and can laugh at them self. Trust is really important too. Someone who has a sense of adventure in and out of the bedroom.” Brendon winked at her at the last statement.

“You had me convinced that you had some substance for about two seconds boss and then you threw in the bedroom comment.”

“What?” Brendon raised his hands up and shrugged, “I’m a man and men have needs. Of course, I want all the mushy stuff women always talk about, but I also need someone that can keep up with me in the sheets. You can pretend all you want but I know you wouldn’t want a dud in the bedroom either. You’re too feisty on the daily to be tame anywhere else.”

“You don’t worry about me and my sex life.” Or lack there of she thought to herself.

“I’m just saying.” Brendon wiped his mouth on a napkin and leaned back in his chair.

“Whatever the case may be, I for one can’t wait to see this whole show unfold.” Claudia got up from her chair and gathered her lunch trash. She made her way to Brendon’s door.

“You won’t be witnessing anything. You’ll stick to your assistant duties and stay out of my love life.”

With her back to him, she lifted her hand in a wave. “Whatever you say, boss, whatever you say.”

 

That’s it, everyone! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of book two in the series! This is a complete first draft so it is likely to change some once it is edited, but I wanted to at least let you know who Brendon’s love interest will be.  I hope you enjoyed! 

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-Lanee

 

 

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