Justin was surprised that his playboy brother had fallen for the pretty dancer and her quiet lifestyle.
While Justin was glad his younger brother had kept in contact with the glitter set, the last thing he wanted was to have to socialize with them.
For the most part he had nothing in common with people who traded on their looks or talent to get by in the world. He’d always used hard work and determination.
“Fine. We can have drinks tomorrow night when I’m down there.”
“Why do we have to?” Justin asked just to needle his brother.
“Because you are making me drive down there. And you’re buying!” Nate said as his cell phone rang. He glanced at the screen and then excused himself.
Warm breezes blew across the rooftop patio. “I like this place,” Justin said.
Cam arched one eyebrow at him. “I’m glad to hear it, considering you helped me build it.”
Justin nodded. “I know. I wonder how different it could have been if we had real community support?”
Cam took a sip of his whiskey and then rubbed the back of his neck. “In the early days it would have made a big difference. I hate to think of what it was like before Nate got injured and came home … do you remember that first summer when he just sat in the back of the club and his baseball playing friends visited?”
“Yes. You wanted to turn the club that we’d invested every last penny in, into a sports bar.”
“Hey, it seemed like a good idea at the time,” Cam said.
“It was a good idea, I’m just glad we didn’t have to do it. By the way, Selena suggested calling the marketplace the Mercado. I like it.”
“Yes, I like it, too. Who is Selena?”
Justin took a deep breath. It didn’t matter that he and Cam held equal positions of authority in the company; Cam was always going to be Justin’s big brother. “She’s the lawyer the Gonzalezes hired. She’s also their granddaughter.”
“Pretty?”
“Breathtakingly beautiful,” Justin admitted. “Can you still be objective? If not, we can use one of your junior managers to take the lead on this.” “No,” Justin said. “I’ve got this under control.” “Is she staying at the Ritz?” Justin just nodded.
“I’m not sure how under control you have this,” Cam said.
“I’m not going to let you down or do anything to hurt the Luna Azul.”
“I know that,” Cam said. “What about yourself? Are you going to do anything to harm you?”
Justin finished his drink with a long, hard swallow and then got to his feet. “I’m the Tin Man, Cam. No heart. So nothing to be hurt by Selena.”
Justin walked away from his brother and wished that it wasn’t true. But he had learned a long time ago that women and love never really touched him on a deep level. True, this attraction to Selena was intense but it would burn out like all things did.
Six
Justin walked through his house, pausing beneath the portrait of his family that had been done when Cam graduated high school. They looked like the perfect family. Picture-perfect, he thought. On the outside they’d always made sure to present a front that others would envy.
And what a front it was. His father, the pro golfer, who traveled to tournaments in his private jet, and their socialite mother, who moved in all the right circles and made sure that her sons were successful and dated the right kind of girls.
He glanced up at his mother, really staring at the blonde woman with her perfectly coiffed hair, and wondered why she’d never been happy with their family. No matter how well he did in school or how well Nate had played baseball, she’d never been pleased with them. She’d never smiled or shown them any real signs of love or affection.
He’d often thought that all women were that way but he’d seen his brother fall in love with Jen and therefore got to see a different side to women. Jen had cracked through Nate’s doubts. Justin was still a bit cynical but seeing how Jen and Nate had worked together to make their relationship successful … well, it made him wonder why his mom hadn’t tried just a little bit harder to make it work with his dad.
“Mr. Stern?”
He glanced over his shoulder and saw his butler standing there. “Yes, Frank?”
“I have your bags ready. Do you want me to drive you to the Ritz?”
“No. I’m going to take the Porsche.”
“I will park it in the circle drive. Do you need anything from me? “
“No. You can take the next two weeks off.”
“Thank you, sir, but I don’t have anywhere to go,” Frank said.
Justin knew that Frank was always at work and he appreciated it. “Don’t you have any family?”
“Not really. I left them behind a long time ago. I could go to Vegas but I really don’t like to go more than once a year.”
Justin smiled at his butler. Frank was a very carefully measured man. He didn’t want to give in to his enjoyment of gambling and let it become an addiction. Frank would only go to Vegas and only once a year.
“I get that.”
“Can I ask you a question, sir?”
“Go ahead.”
“Why are you going to the Ritz? You have a better place here.”
Frank was making perfect sense, logically speaking. “I am … let’s just say there is a woman at the Ritz.”
“And you want to be closer to her? I think you should invite her here,” Frank said.
“That would make things a lot more complicated.”
“I guess it would,” Frank said.
It probably still didn’t make sense, but Frank was his employee and was never going to tell him he was barking mad, even if that was what he thought. Frank was good at holding his tongue. “Frank, sometimes I think I don’t pay you enough!”
“I agree, sir,” Frank said. “I’ll bring the car and get your bags in it.”
“Thank you, Frank.”
“Just doing my job, sir.”
“I appreciate it,” Justin said. Frank left and Justin moved away from the portrait.
Was he making the right decision or was he just going to come off as a stalker? If he and Selena were going to have a vacation fling it would make sense for them to both be at the hotel. That’s how vacation flings happened.
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