Decker (Torey Hope: The Later Years #1) Read Online Free Page A

had quite the kinky side. He’d heard of BDSM but this girl had creeped him out with all the whips and chains. Kendrick controlled everything in the bedroom, but he didn’t need whips and chains and collars to do it. One day, shortly after letting the girl know it was over, he’d been doodling BDSM on a piece of paper while he waited for his cousins between classes. “ B rothers D ecker & S awyer M organ” had popped into his head; BDSM, a new nickname he knew would piss them off.
    “Grow up, jackass.” Sawyer growled as he stalked to the coffee pot.
    “What’s wrong, Sawyer? Do you need to get kinky? Maybe a good solid lay would turn that frown upside down.” Kendrick enjoyed his time of merriment, knowing that once the other three got some caffeine, he’d be back to being the moody one.
    “That nickname is so childish, Kendrick. You better hope none of the moms or grandmas ever hears that and asks for an explanation. You want to explain BDSM to the grandmas? Maybe tell all our moms what that girl wanted you to do to her with those whips and chains?” Decker nodded smugly, satisfied when he’d seen Kendrick’s face pale a bit at the thought of sharing any of the nickname joke with the older females in the family.
    They headed to The Center+ with plans of getting a good solid hour and a half to work out before showering and preparing for their first day. Ninety minutes later, after they had run two miles and done a good hour of strength training, they took quick showers and dressed for their day. Zach was in dressy casual as he had meetings with potential advertisers and funding partners; he had a clean set of workout clothes for when he helped Zoey with a kickboxing class. Kendrick was in a pair of basketball shorts and simple t-shirt as he planned on working with some of the teams right off; a quick change of clothes was in his locker in case he got the chance to meet up with any of the local coaches as time allowed. Sawyer, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, was headed to the art supply store with Josie and Kyle so that they could get the basic supplies updated and get a good start on some supplies for the new art courses; later he would meet up with Luke Hamilton who had expressed interest in teaching some martial arts classes. Decker, perfectly at home in his dark gray suit and tie, looked ever the business professional. While the other men set off for their individual plans and responsibilities, Decker headed straight to his office. His fingers itched to riffle through the resumes and start making phone calls; he was ready to get an assistant manager on board.
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    Four hours later, Decker pinched the bridge of his nose feeling an annoyed headache coming on. A couple of the resumes had looked promising, but those applicants had already taken positions elsewhere. The other phone conversations he’d had as a first round of interviews in hopes of weeding out those who were not a good match had been abysmal. Decker had planned on getting three or four solid applicants lined up that day and start the more intense interview process through the rest of the week; he wanted an assistant manager to start the following week. Decker did not handle it well when his plans didn’t go as expected.
    “Hey, boss man, how’s it going?” It made Decker smile when his Uncle Nicky called him “boss man;” in Nicky’s mind, even though Decker was his younger nephew, he was still his boss.
    “Well, Uncle Nicky, it’s actually not going as well as I had hoped.” At Nicky’s look of concern, Decker motioned him to have a seat.
    “What’s wrong? Do you not want to work at The Center+? Do you need to fire someone?” Nicky’s genuine questions brought a little peace to Decker, and he felt his shoulders relax from the tension of the last four hours.
    “No, nothing like that. I just need to get an assistant manager hired and the people who want the job just don’t have the right qualifications; I need someone I