“Of course. They’re all so handsome.”
Based on the side-eye Mrs. Phillips gives me, I do a bad job suppressing my laugh. I know Gemma is squirming inside at her comments.
“Peter is taken. Logan isn’t thinking about dating, and Mason has Willow.”
“What a shame. All those good genes going to waste.” She stands, clapping Gemma on the shoulder. “I’ll let you girls get back to it.”
“Bye!” We both wave her off.
“Can you imagine you with one of my brothers?” Gemma grabs the mimosa that is set in front of her. I take my own gulp, trying to push down all the thoughts that Mrs. Phillips brought up.
“I can’t even. It’s laughable,” I tell Gemma.
But it’s not.
Because for as long as I’ve known Gemma, I’ve known her entire family.
Including her oldest brother, Mason.
There’s something about him. I don’t know if it’s because he’s so much older, but his chiseled features have always drawn my eyes.
Hard muscles. Long brown hair on top, but shaved on the sides.
I notice everything about him.
I’ve had a crush on Mason Winchester since I knew what those feelings meant. But because of the woman across from me, I never acted on them. She’s my family.
And I would never do anything to jeopardize that.
No matter how much I want to experience what it’d be like to kiss him.
Just once.
ChapterThree
MASON
“Idon’t think we should do it.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
I couldn’t have heard Peter correctly.
“I think we should push back canning The Clara.”
There’s a really bad joke in there, but right now, I’m a little too pissed at my brother potentially dropping a huge opportunity.
“Why?”
Peter scrubs a hand down his face, looking more tired than he has in the last few weeks combined. “It’s just not the right time. With everything going on with Logan, we don’t need to be taking on more work here.”
“Weren’t you just telling me how stagnant everything has become?”
Peter throws the papers on the ever growing pile that’s on his desk. “Stagnant isn’t bad. We’re fine for now. Why rock the boat?”
Nash comes into the office.
“Will you reason with him?”