Eight Brothers Fiancee (Love by Numbers 7)

“Hux!”

I jumped at the shouting of my name and noticed Delvin standing in my office with his arms crossed. How long had he been there?

“Hey,” I greeted. “Sorry, I was lost in thought.”

Delvin scoffed. “I wouldn’t do that shit too much. You’ll hurt yourself.”

“Fuck off,” I hissesd. “What do you want?”

“You know that new artist I was telling you about, Kaine?”

I shuffled around papers on my desk until I found the profile Delvin had given me a few weeks prior. He was a good enough looking guy, a pseudo-rock rapper with a ‘bad boy’ persona. He wasn’t the typical type of artist Delvin and Maverick went for, so I was surprised when they started to show interest in him.

“Yeah. Did you decide to sign him?” I asked.

“We’re circling the drain. Maverick wants you and Harley to come check him out with us tonight for your honest opinions and then, would you believe it, Tiny came up with a great idea.”

I crossed my arms. “What’s that?”

“He said we should invite Alexa. She can write an article about him and if we do decide to sign him, she can cover him on your show. Plus, it gives us an opportunity to get her outside the office, shake her loose a little bit.”

I was impressed. Maverick wasn’t known for great ideas, but that was one for the books. “It’s a great idea.”

“Cool. I’ll call her up and let her know. I’m gonna tell her we’re going to carpool from my place so you and Harley meet us there about 8,” Delvin said.

I slammed my hands on the desk. “Yeah, I’m not fucking dumb. So you can tell her to come at 7 and you’ve already fucked her twice before we even get to the parking lot?”

Delvin laughed. “You know me well, bro. That said, she probably wasn’t gonna go for it anyway. Wasn’t gonna stop me from trying though.”

“Harley and I brought her here, so we get her first, end of the story.”

“Fine, can I at least turn on the charm a little bit? Try and get her loosened up?” Delvin asked with a mischievous arch to his brow.

I thought it over for a second. It wasn’t a bad idea to start shifting her mindset a little bit, but as much as I hated to admit it, Delvin was probably the best looking of us, plus he had his charisma to help him out. There was a risk that he could flip Alexa, and if she made a move I’d kill Delvin if he didn’t go for it. Still, if Delvin could start to soften her up and then Harley and I could get some drinks in her and have a good time at the club--We could break the seal.

“Tell her to meet at your place at 7:30 and we’ll be there at 8:00. I swear on my life dude, if you have sex with her...”

Delvin held up his hands. “Relax. After all this shit Harley’s going through, I want him to have the first taste anyway. I’m just gonna wind her up a little bit, that’s all.”

I nodded. “Make it so.”

Delvin grinned and turned to walk out of the office, nearly bumping into Harley who was on his way in with his computer in hand. “Hey,” he said. “Party tonight. Hux’ll fill you in.” He tapped Harley’s chest as he passed him and continued on his way out.

I clapped with a grin. “Okay, so get this.” Harley shook his head. “What?” I asked.

He turned his computer around so the screen was facing me, and I saw that my dad was sitting on the other side, watching me with a curious smirk. “Where’s the party?”

“Dad! Hey!” I said nervously. “S-sorry, I didn’t realize you were there.”

“No need to be coy, son. Your old man knows how to party too.”

Harley walked the computer over and set it on my desk and then walked around and sat on the window sill behind me. “I’m sure you do dad,” he commented.

“So, what brings you to our neck of the internet, pop?” I asked.

“That’s a question for your brother!”

I looked over my shoulder at Harley and he shrugged with his lips turned down in confusion. “I don’t know what he’s talking about.” We both looked back at the screen, waiting for clarification.

“Oh, come on, did you honestly think word wouldn’t get back to me?” Dad leaned in towards the computer screen as though it was actually creating a veil of secrecy. “The wedding?”

My heart thudded. “What?” I whipped around to glare at Harley, but he looked just as shocked as I did. I looked back at my dad again. “What?”

“Dad, are you getting married again?” Harley asked. “I thought you and Sienna would make it at least a year.”

“Watch how you talk about my wife. Sienna and I are doing great. She’s gonna be the one to bury me one day.”