Love At First Touch (Love Comes First 4)

The receptionist shows her into the conference room and a little whimper escapes my throat when I see her walk in looking sexier than ever.

She’s no longer showing any cleavage like she was in her red dress. This is all strict business attire—a gray pantsuit, white blouse, black heels.

But it’s enough to send a warmth flooding through my veins that makes me lightheaded when it reaches my brain.

My ass feels like it’s cemented to the chair as my three brothers jump up and shake her hand, welcoming her in.

Normally, I’m the one who takes the lead, but Nolan takes over since I’m incapacitated at the moment.

“Welcome to Cline Corp, Miss Brown,” he says. “You remember Eli, Luke, and Westin?”

She nods politely at each of them, but her eyes widen just a little when she makes eye contact with me. She holds my gaze a bit longer than the rest.

“Westin,” Eli hisses under his breath as he turns around to me. “Get your ass out of that chair!”

I shake the buzzing out of my head and quickly stand up. I go to her and shake her hand.

It’s soft yet firm, and I can tell from one touch that I’m in love with this woman.

She’s perfect. I never stood a chance.

“Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice,” she says as Nolan closes the door and we all sit down at the large table.

“Anything for the Brown family,” Nolan says in his polite business tone. “Congratulations again on the wedding. It was a wonderful party and we felt so blessed to be invited.”

“You left early,” I blurt out. “Where did you go?”

Victoria looks shocked as she turns to me with her gorgeous hazelnut eyes open wide.

“What the fuck?” Eli is hissing through clenched teeth with a demented smile on his face. “Chill.”

This is not the way to woo a woman. Even I know that.

“I mean… I wanted to talk to you and get to know you better, but you had left.”

“It was a… personal matter,” she says. “I came this morning to talk about my company’s finances.”

“Great!” Nolan says as he starts rifling through the papers in front of him. “What can we help you with?”

“My brother.”

“Your brother?” Luke repeats. “I’ve gotten very close to him. I was at his bachelor party.”

“On that garish yacht that cost the company a fortune?” Victoria says with a roll of her eyes. “He’s driving my father’s company into the ground!”

“I’m not that close to him,” Luke quickly corrects. “We hardly talked.”

“He’s spending every last cent the company makes and then some,” she says getting all worked up. My eyes are locked on her. I don’t know where to look. On her sweet lips as they move, on her fierce eyes as they dart around the table, or on her big perky tits pressing out against her silky blouse.

I hate to see her upset like this as she goes on about her brother’s outrageous spending. I’m going to fix it for her. I’m going to do whatever I can to make my girl’s life easier.

“My father would be devastated,” she says as her eyes start to get misty. “This is not the way he raised us. He built his company through hard work and integrity. Not through crazy schemes and throwing obscene amounts of money at ventures that are sure to fail.”

“How much is he spending?” I ask.

She swallows hard as she looks at me. “All of it. If he keeps up like this, we’ll be broke in a year.”

“You’ll always be okay,” I promise her. “Whatever happens, I’ll take care of you.”

“What he means,” Eli quickly interjects, “is that Cline Corp will always be here for you and your family.” He shoots me a look. “Right, Westin?”

I don’t answer. She knows what I meant.

“What business ventures are you talking about?” Nolan asks when the air in here starts to get thicker.

Victoria sighs. “His latest genius idea was to start a fashion line.”

Eli is rubbing his chin as he listens. “That might not be so bad. It’s a very competitive industry, but fashion brands can be profitable.”

She reaches into her leather bag and pulls out some photos.

“Oh,” Eli says when she tosses them onto the table. “Yeah, that’s bad.”

I lean forward and look at the clothes on the models. They look like something out of a bad science fiction movie from the eighties.

“He spent a fortune on the designs and now he’s throwing a massive fashion show, which of course he’s putting on our company’s tab. It’s going to be a disaster. Our company is a technology and electrical components distributor. What the hell do we know about the fashion world?”

“So, what brings you here?” I ask. “What can we do for you?”

She takes a sharp breath as she straightens up in her chair. “I want to split up the company. I want to take my share and have Gabriel take his. I won’t allow my father’s legacy to be destroyed any more than it already has been. I’ll protect what I can.”