My Stepbrother's Arrangement (A Stepbrother Romance) by Juliette Jaye
Authors: Juliette Jaye
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couldn’t wait for my alarm to go off.
* * *
The next day at work, as soon as I stepped through the glass doors I felt my heart rate rise. My nipples hardened under my blouse.
Good God, get it together woman, I scolded myself as I took the elevator up to my floor and sat down at my desk.
Every time Helen’s phone rang I felt my body tense up slightly, the way it does when you’re a kid and your parents answer the phone and you really, really hope it’s one of your friends inviting you to come play at their house.
Because I definitely wanted to go play in Kaleb’s office again.
Unfortunately, his father showed up early in the morning, closed the door behind him, and I didn’t see him leave for a few hours. So, despite my hoping, I was pretty sure Kaleb was indisposed at the moment.
Instead, I focused on the task at hand. This whole team was supposed to do an analysis about whether or not a new building in Boston was worth the cost.
I had all the information, Kaleb had sent it to me, and it wasn’t like I had anything else to do. If nothing else, this was going to be good practice for when I had to solve problems like this in college next year.
I went into the company intranet and dug up some files for previous, similar projects. I wanted to get a good idea as to what Leeman Investments considered a decent profit margin.
For about two hours I looked over old project balance sheets and earnings reports. It seemed to me like if I could make the numbers work for a 10% margin, but preferably 15%, it was worth doing.
Going on that basis, I began my calculations.
This basically involved going through a bunch of old records and seeing how much things cost. After all, this wouldn’t be the first building that Leeman Investments built in Boston, which made my job a lot easier than randomly cold calling contractors and asking them for quotes. Here were some real live figures that I could use!
Something was weird though. I started off looking at the costs for the most similar building: an eight story kind of mini-high rise, also in Boston, built three years earlier. But as I was going through the numbers, trying to organize everything in my head, there was something there that wasn’t making sense. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it though.
I didn’t notice Mr. Leeman leaving. I didn’t hear the phone ring, and it wasn’t until Helen was right next to me, tapping me on the shoulder, telling me that my brother wanted to see me that I realized what was coming next.
Instantly I forgot about the problem with the building and the accounting. That could wait. That could definitely wait. Because I knew from the reaction in my pants that I didn’t want to wait for this .
Kaleb
Sitting down at my desk, I closed my eyes and leaned back. Helen was going to get Olivia, and fuck did I ever need her here right now.
I had just finished a two plus hour meeting with my dad. Fuck, I didn’t even know how long it had lasted. He came in like first thing in the morning, and started reaming me out for no reason at all.
Ok, so he did have a reason. I hadn’t really gotten anywhere on the project yet. But that wasn’t totally true. I had three people working for me, and I’d given them deadlines for when I wanted some stuff to be done. I told my dad I’d have some extremely preliminary reports ready for the end of the week.
Which was true, as long as my employees were doing their jobs. Maybe I should put Olivia on it, I thought to myself. After all, she was bound to be smarter than those mindless drones sitting in the cubicles around her, and I knew she was doing something with the info I gave her. I had half a mind to take my dad over to her cubicle and show him what she was doing, since I was sure it was something, but then figured that might not have been the best idea. After all, Olivia was just supposed to be an intern. Get coffee, make
* * *
The next day at work, as soon as I stepped through the glass doors I felt my heart rate rise. My nipples hardened under my blouse.
Good God, get it together woman, I scolded myself as I took the elevator up to my floor and sat down at my desk.
Every time Helen’s phone rang I felt my body tense up slightly, the way it does when you’re a kid and your parents answer the phone and you really, really hope it’s one of your friends inviting you to come play at their house.
Because I definitely wanted to go play in Kaleb’s office again.
Unfortunately, his father showed up early in the morning, closed the door behind him, and I didn’t see him leave for a few hours. So, despite my hoping, I was pretty sure Kaleb was indisposed at the moment.
Instead, I focused on the task at hand. This whole team was supposed to do an analysis about whether or not a new building in Boston was worth the cost.
I had all the information, Kaleb had sent it to me, and it wasn’t like I had anything else to do. If nothing else, this was going to be good practice for when I had to solve problems like this in college next year.
I went into the company intranet and dug up some files for previous, similar projects. I wanted to get a good idea as to what Leeman Investments considered a decent profit margin.
For about two hours I looked over old project balance sheets and earnings reports. It seemed to me like if I could make the numbers work for a 10% margin, but preferably 15%, it was worth doing.
Going on that basis, I began my calculations.
This basically involved going through a bunch of old records and seeing how much things cost. After all, this wouldn’t be the first building that Leeman Investments built in Boston, which made my job a lot easier than randomly cold calling contractors and asking them for quotes. Here were some real live figures that I could use!
Something was weird though. I started off looking at the costs for the most similar building: an eight story kind of mini-high rise, also in Boston, built three years earlier. But as I was going through the numbers, trying to organize everything in my head, there was something there that wasn’t making sense. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it though.
I didn’t notice Mr. Leeman leaving. I didn’t hear the phone ring, and it wasn’t until Helen was right next to me, tapping me on the shoulder, telling me that my brother wanted to see me that I realized what was coming next.
Instantly I forgot about the problem with the building and the accounting. That could wait. That could definitely wait. Because I knew from the reaction in my pants that I didn’t want to wait for this .
Kaleb
Sitting down at my desk, I closed my eyes and leaned back. Helen was going to get Olivia, and fuck did I ever need her here right now.
I had just finished a two plus hour meeting with my dad. Fuck, I didn’t even know how long it had lasted. He came in like first thing in the morning, and started reaming me out for no reason at all.
Ok, so he did have a reason. I hadn’t really gotten anywhere on the project yet. But that wasn’t totally true. I had three people working for me, and I’d given them deadlines for when I wanted some stuff to be done. I told my dad I’d have some extremely preliminary reports ready for the end of the week.
Which was true, as long as my employees were doing their jobs. Maybe I should put Olivia on it, I thought to myself. After all, she was bound to be smarter than those mindless drones sitting in the cubicles around her, and I knew she was doing something with the info I gave her. I had half a mind to take my dad over to her cubicle and show him what she was doing, since I was sure it was something, but then figured that might not have been the best idea. After all, Olivia was just supposed to be an intern. Get coffee, make
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