Dating the Guy Upstairs Read Online Free

“But I also know you well enough to assume that my words alone didn’t move you. What’s going on?”
    First Riley and now Tucker? Will hadn’t realized that he was so transparent. He also knew that his brother, despite his family allegiance, had a keen business mind and that getting his opinion wouldn’t be the dumbest thing in the world.
    “Fine.” Will leaned over and flicked the laptop on. “I’ve got an appointment today with Henry Cooper.”
    Tucker immediately nodded. “I know Henry. He set up a not-for-profit arm for First Alliance Brokers last year.”
    “Right.” Will nodded as the laptop screen flashed up, and he took his brother through the presentation he and Josh had come up with. Despite the early hour Tucker immediately focused in on the numbers and after asking a few sharp questions he finally nodded his head in approval.
    “I’ve got to say that I’m impressed, little brother. E-waste is a huge growth area. The way the business has been structured is pretty unique and your numbers are good. Very good. Though before you bite my head off, there are other ways to raise the capital. I know the old man’s looking to get more involved in worthy projects.”
    “Really?” Will said in a tight voice. In his experience his father never did anything that didn’t involve a profit margin. He’d built his reputation on steamrolling communities to put up urban complexes that catered to rich business people, leaving families homeless and unanchored. Then there was the part their father had played in their mother’s death . . .
    “I swear, he’s mellowed,” Tucker said. “And I know you two are never going to be fishing buddies, but maybe—”
    “No.” Will cut him off and folded his arms. Long ago, when Tucker had decided to join the family business, he said that he wanted to create change from the inside. But Will had never been able to go down the route of diplomat. Besides, he’d had enough fruitless arguments with his father over the years to know that particular leopard was never going to change his spots. “Sorry, Tucker, it’s not going to happen. Promise me that you won’t mention this to him.”
    “Of course not,” Tucker assured him. “You’ll have no problems convincing Henry. It’s a good project and you’re a great hustler.”
    Will flinched. “I’m not hustling anyone.”
    “I didn’t mean it in a bad way,” Tucker said in surprise. “I’m just saying that you’re tenacious and that when you want something you tend to get it. Remember when you were at college and wouldn’t take any of the old man’s money so you started selling organic soap? You shifted crates of that stuff despite the fact it smelt like goat.”
    “It was patchouli,” Will retorted, and he’d only done it to help a friend who had made it and couldn’t find buyers. It wasn’t exactly rocket science.
    “Right,” Tucker said, clearly not convinced. “Well, soap aside, I want to talk to you about tonight. As promised, the old man won’t be there, but I was thinking it would be a good opportunity to meet some of the bridesmaids. They’re all single, and gorgeous.”
    “What?” Will held up his hand. It also explained why his brother had come bearing gifts. No such thing as a free coffee and a bagel. “Slow down, Cupid. There will be no single bridesmaids. I’m only back in town for three weeks. Besides, I was just about to tell you that I’m bringing someone to the wedding.”
    Now it was Tucker’s turn to look surprised. “Since when?”
    “Since yesterday afternoon. The invitation did say that I could bring a guest. Is that a problem?” Will challenged, relieved that he’d had the forethought to talk Riley into coming with him. It had only occurred to him on the plane that it might be a good idea to have someone to act as a buffer between him and his family. He just hadn’t expected to need her help against his brother as well.
    “Of course it’s not a problem,” Tucker