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Joey (Bossy Brothers #2)
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Six years before my phone rang and changed my life forever, I made a mistake.
I met a girl, we had some fun, and then we had a baby. And I fell pretty damn hard for my daughter. I was going to be there. I was going to give her everything I never had. I was going to have a family.
And then her mother disappeared and took my baby with her.
And now she’s done it again. Because that call that changed my life was from my five-year-old daughter asking me if I knew where her Mommy was.
Then came the lawyers. And the demands from her super-rich, super-powerful messed-up family. And the little fact that my ex didn’t just “disappear” she was “presumed dead”.
I don’t live a traditional lifestyle and I’m not in a traditional relationship.
But I can pretend if I have to.
And that was the plan when my two “best friends” and I decided to hire “professional liar” Brooke Alder to be my fake fiancée.
It’s totally gonna work. As long as MY super-rich, super-powerful, messed-up family doesn’t get in the way.
Bossy Brothers: Joey is book two in the Bossy Brothers series and features a delicious, burning hot, MMFM, surprise-baby, fake fiancée story with a twist that proves committed couples don’t just come in two’s, mistakes can be a good thing, and for some people, non-traditional love is exactly the kind they should fight for.
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CHAPTER ONE – JOEY
I can see the Bossy Building from Wald’s hotel penthouse. The sun is coming up over the water to the east and the spire is backlit by an unearthly glint that makes me shudder.
Never, I decide. I’m never going back up there again.
Whatever that dinner was last week, I don’t want to know about it. I don’t want anything to do with it.
Emma made sure that my cousin, Zach, and my little brother, Jesse, both packed a bag and left with her so they’re safe now. As safe as they can be with the last name of Boston.
But my older brother didn’t leave. Johnny stayed. I tell myself he stays because he has to, but… I’m not really convinced that’s the reason.
When we were all kids Johnny wasn’t cheerful and charming like Jesse. He wasn’t easygoing like me, either. But he wasn’t dark the way he is now. I never once looked in his eyes when we were kids and saw… nothing.
He was always in charge. He’s oldest, after all. But he wasn’t a bully. So I try to remind myself that he wasn’t born this way. He was made this way.
It’s probably not fair of me to judge him, since I barely know him. But I do. I judge Johnny pretty hard.
Someone moans behind me so I turn around and look at the living room. Naked bodies everywhere. Mostly girls. Wald isn’t out here. He’s probably sleeping in his room. But Huck is. He’s face down on a couch. His long, muscular body gently rising and falling as he snores lightly.
There’s a naked brunette sleeping on his back. Her skin is bronze, her limbs long, and her dark, tousled hair falls over her face. Hiding it like she’s a secret. Her body fits into the curve of Huck’s back like they are two pieces of a puzzle.
They’re not. She is no one to Huck. Just someone he probably fucked last night and then… he probably flopped over, exhausted, and they ended up like this by accident.
I consider shoving her off him for a moment. That’s gotta be uncomfortable for Huck, right?
But then I realize I’m just projecting. It’s me who’d hate a strange girl all tangled up with me like that. So I let it go.
Huck is one of those likable, friendly guys who hugs. Hell, he’ll kiss you too, if you let him. He even tries to kiss me every once in a while.
I smile and think about the last time he did that. Which was last week, actually. We were at the airport in Tokyo waiting for the jet to be fueled. I had to come home because Johnny called me. He was growling out something about a scandal and I was just being moody and pissed as I stood in front of the window and watched the business of the airport outside. And Huck just came up and put his hand on my shoulder, gave it a squeeze, and then the next thing I knew he’d pulled me into him and was kissing me on the lips. Then he pushed me off and walked away.
There were some people in chairs sitting nearby. Trying to pretend they didn’t just see that as they looked down at their phones and chuckled.
But they saw.
And I smiled, so it worked.
Here was my problem that day.
Every year I do this charity bachelor auction. I don’t know why. I don’t even remember how this tradition started. I do it though. I think I do it because for some reason I hope it’ll be the trigger for change.
I stay away from this city most of the time. Tokyo is home. I do my thing with Huck and Wald. We run our business, we party, we fuck, all that shit.
But once a year I come home for this charity auction.
And nothing ever happens. Nothing ever changes. It’s the same people every year. It’s like I’m on a loop of sameness.
But then my little brother, Jesse, takes my place in the auction this one time. One damn time. And the whole world erupts into chaos.
Just what the fuck? I don’t get it. I don’t understand how some people move the world the way they do. How Jesse just being alive changes things.
I guess I never understood why some people matter more than most.
It’s not like any of this recent change Jesse triggered is good, either. So I’m not jealous of Jesse and how he affects the world so easily. Right now his life is one long shit-show of confusion and what-the-fucks.
But he has this… power to make things happen and I just never got that.
I will never understand it.
It’s not a quality I can cultivate or get better at, either. It’s just something intrinsic. Something inside him that makes people want to look at him, and react to him, and do something different.