Right Billionaire, Wrong Wedding(4)

By: Victoria Davies

“You know how hard it is to organize things from across an ocean without seeing anything? Matt is on tour till the end of the month. I can’t leave him.”

“I’m not sure begging for gigs counts as being on tour.”

Jenny hissed into the phone. “You’re always so hard on him. This is the band’s big break. There are producers coming to the shows. We’ve been working toward this for years.”

“Why not wait till it’s over then plan the wedding?”

“Because we’ve been dancing around this step for so long. I dreamed of getting married at home, and this will probably be my only chance to do so for a long time to come. Matt is going to have to move east, and I’m going with him.”

Which meant his nomadic sister would be even farther away.

With a sigh he leaned back in his chair. Jenny tended to move around the globe on a whim, but she always came home. However, soon it seemed her home would be a long ways from him. “Fine,” he yielded. “But you will be helping. When I call, I expect you to answer.”

“Scouts’ honor. But really, big bro, I trust whatever you decide on. Keep all the receipts for me, and I’ll pay you back when I’m in the States again.”

He couldn’t stifle his derisive snort. “It would serve you right if I held you to that.”

“I mean it.”

“Call it an early wedding gift, Kit,” he said, using his old pet name for her. Paying her way was nothing new. No need to stop now.

“Thank you, Dare. I really appreciate all you’re doing. All you’ve done. Matt and I both do.”

“Just make sure you catch your flight here and don’t get sidetracked chasing Matt’s big break.”

“Will do. And honestly, just ask Allison any questions you’d have for me. She’s got better taste than either of us.”

He couldn’t help his smile. After four years, even his sister understood how he depended on Ali. “I’ve already made her promise to help.”

“Bet it didn’t take much. That woman would do anything for you.”

“She’s the best assistant I’ve ever had.”

A soft laugh met his words. “Right. I’ve got to run, but I’ll check back in a couple of days, okay? Do whatever Allison tells you and everything will be fine.”

“I’ll remind you I run a billion-dollar corporation.”

“Sure. Listen to Allison. Love you, Dare. Talk soon.”

The call disconnected before he could say anything more.

Sighing, he tossed the phone back on his desk. Even after all these years she had him wrapped around her finger. Of course, what else was new? That die had been cast the day he first saw her fresh from the hospital. With five years between them, he’d been old enough to know his life was never going to be the same. Suddenly, he’d had to share his home with a tiny bundle of screaming joy. As a child he’d been unimpressed.

Thirteen years later, when his parents died in a car crash, his life had changed again.

He pushed up from the chair and paced the length of his office. He didn’t often think back to the darkest time in his life, when he’d been abruptly saddled with a responsibility no teenager should have to shoulder. But he’d been all Jenny had. It was a rather unsettling feeling to realize that was no longer true.

Even though she had Matt now, she needed her big brother for one last task. No matter what it took, he wouldn’t let her down.

A knock sounded on the door.

“Enter,” he called out.

Allison pushed into his office, striding to his desk without so much as glancing in his direction. “I’ve got the latest papers from our lawyers and the numbers of the top four most sought after wedding planners in the city.”

“So quick.”

That got her looking at him. Deep brown eyes met his. “I’m that good,” she said before gliding from the room. The sight brought a smile to his face, chasing away his dark memories. That was his Allison. Efficient. Dependable. Always ready to be whatever he needed.

His life was considerably easier since she’d come into is world. He remembered when he’d first seen her. She’d made it through several interview rounds before she ended up in this office. He’d met all the best candidates, and she hadn’t been his number one pick. At least, not on paper.

But then she’d walked into this room, full of determination. Her curvy body had been squeezed into an ill-fitting suit and her hair had been a wild array of curls. She had in no way resembled a professional assistant. But there had been something about her that made him dig deeper than her terrible fashion sense. He’d seen in her the same hunger to succeed that had driven him all his life. The other candidates might have been paper perfect, but Allison had seemed like a kindred spirit.

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