his large cock, clearly visible. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the throat and over it he wore a navy blue sports jacket.
He’s such a hunk. Could I become his lover? Could I spend every night in his bed and not live to regret it? No woman would regret sharing his bed, regrets would come when he banished them, and moved on to his next conquest.
Aline had thought about what Callie had said and after much toing and froing her decision was made. She would make time after they returned to the University to speak with him privately.
Chapter Six
Linc and Alistair were seated and waiting when Xavier wheeled Aline into the restaurant. Callie followed close behind.
When the threesome approached the table, Linc and Alistair stood, hugged and kissed the girls and shook hands with Xavier. The wheelchair was maneuvered into the space where a chair had been removed. The others sat.
A waitress approached the table and handed them menus. Aline felt a spark of jealousy as the girl ogled Xavier while taking their drink orders. The bitch practically undressed him with her eyes.
Jealous, Aline. Seriously?
“How was your first day back in class, sweetheart?” Linc asked Aline.
“It was good, dad. I haven’t missed anything thanks to Xavier so I had no problems.”
“Thank you for helping our daughter, Xavier. I trust we can depend on you to help Callie to look out for her when we leave?” Alistair said.
“Right, look out for me like a bloody wolf looks out for a lamb.”
“Sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t quite hear that,” Linc said.
Shit, I must have spoken out loud. Her eyes darted to Xavier. The smirk on his face revealed she had indeed said it aloud. She groaned. “Nothing, dad. Xavier said you had something to discuss with him.”
Nice save princess. Wolf indeed. “Yes, what was it you wanted to speak with me about?” Xavier asked, his tone friendly and amenable.
The conversation paused while the waitress placed their drinks on the table. Once again she rolled her eyes over Xavier.
Find your own man, bitch. Whoa! Where the fuck did that come from?
Aline lifted her glass to her lips and took a large gulp of her soda wishing it was something much stronger. She had a feeling she would need it before the evening was over. “Damn pain meds,” she muttered.
“Would you like me to go to the bar while you discuss business?” Callie asked.
“No, of course not. We have nothing to say that you shouldn’t hear and we consider you family,” Alistair said.
Callie relaxed back in her seat.
Linc began. “As you know, Alistair and I own a string of gyms around the Dalton area. Eight in total. We have managers in place at each establishment and we visit each one about once a month. The rest of the time we spend in the city where we work with some of our oldest and most loyal clients as their Personal Trainers.”
“I remember hearing they were all owned by you. They aren’t franchised. Must keep you busy,” Xavier said.
“They do. The city gym has more clients than we can comfortably provide for and more sign up every day. We have to do something. Fortunately, at the moment, they all come in at different times but if they decided to descend on us all at once we’d be fucked,” Linc explained.
“What does this have to do with me? Is there some way you think I can help?” Xavier was puzzled.
“We own the property on the corner of Finnegan and Arnold Streets downtown,” Alistair said.
“The old Friendly Society Building. Smack bang in the center of the business district.” Xavier was impressed and wondered how they had managed to obtain such a prime piece of real estate. A lot of businessmen, him included, had been after it for a very long time. When he had enquired, he’d been told the owners had no interest in selling at any price. “If you don’t mind my asking, how did you manage to buy it? I was told the owners wouldn’t sell.”
“Oh, we didn’t buy it. The property was my Grandfather’s
He’s such a hunk. Could I become his lover? Could I spend every night in his bed and not live to regret it? No woman would regret sharing his bed, regrets would come when he banished them, and moved on to his next conquest.
Aline had thought about what Callie had said and after much toing and froing her decision was made. She would make time after they returned to the University to speak with him privately.
Chapter Six
Linc and Alistair were seated and waiting when Xavier wheeled Aline into the restaurant. Callie followed close behind.
When the threesome approached the table, Linc and Alistair stood, hugged and kissed the girls and shook hands with Xavier. The wheelchair was maneuvered into the space where a chair had been removed. The others sat.
A waitress approached the table and handed them menus. Aline felt a spark of jealousy as the girl ogled Xavier while taking their drink orders. The bitch practically undressed him with her eyes.
Jealous, Aline. Seriously?
“How was your first day back in class, sweetheart?” Linc asked Aline.
“It was good, dad. I haven’t missed anything thanks to Xavier so I had no problems.”
“Thank you for helping our daughter, Xavier. I trust we can depend on you to help Callie to look out for her when we leave?” Alistair said.
“Right, look out for me like a bloody wolf looks out for a lamb.”
“Sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t quite hear that,” Linc said.
Shit, I must have spoken out loud. Her eyes darted to Xavier. The smirk on his face revealed she had indeed said it aloud. She groaned. “Nothing, dad. Xavier said you had something to discuss with him.”
Nice save princess. Wolf indeed. “Yes, what was it you wanted to speak with me about?” Xavier asked, his tone friendly and amenable.
The conversation paused while the waitress placed their drinks on the table. Once again she rolled her eyes over Xavier.
Find your own man, bitch. Whoa! Where the fuck did that come from?
Aline lifted her glass to her lips and took a large gulp of her soda wishing it was something much stronger. She had a feeling she would need it before the evening was over. “Damn pain meds,” she muttered.
“Would you like me to go to the bar while you discuss business?” Callie asked.
“No, of course not. We have nothing to say that you shouldn’t hear and we consider you family,” Alistair said.
Callie relaxed back in her seat.
Linc began. “As you know, Alistair and I own a string of gyms around the Dalton area. Eight in total. We have managers in place at each establishment and we visit each one about once a month. The rest of the time we spend in the city where we work with some of our oldest and most loyal clients as their Personal Trainers.”
“I remember hearing they were all owned by you. They aren’t franchised. Must keep you busy,” Xavier said.
“They do. The city gym has more clients than we can comfortably provide for and more sign up every day. We have to do something. Fortunately, at the moment, they all come in at different times but if they decided to descend on us all at once we’d be fucked,” Linc explained.
“What does this have to do with me? Is there some way you think I can help?” Xavier was puzzled.
“We own the property on the corner of Finnegan and Arnold Streets downtown,” Alistair said.
“The old Friendly Society Building. Smack bang in the center of the business district.” Xavier was impressed and wondered how they had managed to obtain such a prime piece of real estate. A lot of businessmen, him included, had been after it for a very long time. When he had enquired, he’d been told the owners had no interest in selling at any price. “If you don’t mind my asking, how did you manage to buy it? I was told the owners wouldn’t sell.”
“Oh, we didn’t buy it. The property was my Grandfather’s
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