I’ve been in Colorado for seven weeks. Every day I am here feels like pure torture. I miss my dog. I miss Faye and her luscious curves teasing me. The office is finally up and running. I can’t stop worrying over every small detail. Faye is arriving in a few days to bring my boy to me and to train the office staff. I haven’t seen her since the engagement party and when I video call she keeps the camera on Beans. I feel like I fucked up but when I saw that slimy photographer with his hands on her I lost it. I want her so damn bad but I want her to be happy even if it’s with that asshole.
Eddie hates him and he likes everyone. Speaking of. My phone rings. “Hey, man. What’s up?”
“Just making sure everything is in order for when Faye comes. How did the interviews go?”
“Good. I hired two people for the office and Branson already has three jobs lined up. The first one starts next week. I’m waiting on some bids to come in for the crews.”
“Damn, I wish I could be there. This wedding shit though. Claire is breathing down my neck.”
“If you love her though it’s all worth it at the end of the day. You get to go home every night to the woman you love. A lot of men would envy you.”
“Not you though, huh?” He chuckles.
“Maybe someday.”
“No one can put up with you, except Faye.”
“Yeah, Faye.” I sigh louder than I mean to.
“I don’t think it will last you know.”
“What will last?”
“Faye and that dick. Look man, we’re best friends and I know you. I see the way you look at her.” Eddie made some comment to me that he didn’t like the way this joker was looking at Claire at the engagement party. I noticed it too but didn’t want to start something.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I pinch the bridge of my nose not wanting to get into this right now.
“Yeah, you do. I just want you to know that if I have to think of any man with my sister, I’d rather it be you. You’re a good dude and when she comes out there…you should you know woo her.”
“You want me to woo your sister?”
“Yeah, Darin. I know you’d be good to her. I gotta go. Claire’s waiting for me to go taste cakes.”
“Enjoy. Oh, speaking of the wedding stuff, did Faye ever change her mind about being in the wedding?”
“No,” he grumbles. “Every time I bring it up now, she just puts her hand up and tells me to keep my mouth shut.”
“Well damn, I don’t get it. Claire is a cool chick, what’s Faye’s problem with her?”
“Man, I don’t know. Faye tried to say that Claire was a bitch to her before, but I just can’t fathom that, Claire has been nothing but nice and accommodating to Faye. I think Faye’s just jealous that her big brother has another woman in his life.”
“Hmm, Maybe.” Something doesn’t sit right. Faye doesn’t lie about anything, and when she does lie, you can tell instantly. “Anyway, go enjoy your cake tasting.”
“Yeah, I will and think about what I said. I’m serious. Why do you think I’m flying her out there?”
The line goes dead and I hang my head down leaning into the wall. Did he really just give me his blessing to pursue Faye?
God knows I have thought about it. I get ready to lock up the office when Linda approaches me. She’s the younger of the two women I hired to do what Faye does back in Hermitage. She does so much for us that when I started looking over her duties I realized it would take at least two people to cover what she handles. We really aren’t paying her enough. Maybe once things get off the ground here we can hire her an assistant to delegate some of her responsibilities to.
“I was just on my way out and thought I’d ask if you’d like to get a drink?” She smiles at me. It’s a warm and friendly smile. Then her hand touches my arm and I look into her eyes. I see the hidden desire there. She thinks I am single and easily available.
Sure, I could take her up on her offer and fuck her but that would ruin what we are trying to establish here. I mean, she’s gorgeous. Any man would love to take her home. Long legs that could wrap around my waist. A small bust, no more than a handful. Long brown silky hair I could easily wrap my hands up in. However, none of that is what I want. I’ve had that one too many times and there is one thing all those women have in common. They aren’t Faye. They don’t have her thick thighs and big tits. They don’t have those meaty hips and her warmth. Her smile that radiates so much joy. Her wit…they don’t have that either. Those women don’t know me like she does and I don’t want them to.
“Darin? About that drink?” She presses breaking me from my thoughts of Faye.
“Sorry, Linda. My head gets away from me sometimes. You’re a great girl but I’m your boss and it wouldn’t be appropriate.”
She laughs. Then she shakes her head and throws it back as more laughter bubbles in her throat. “I’m meeting my girlfriend. Jen. I’m a lesbian.”