His Destiny Bride

Yeah, she loved her high heels.

He once asked her not long after she started working for them how she managed to keep her balance in those things. She’d said she took a special class in college. Squeezed it between Global Business Ethics and Corporate Law for Entrepreneurs her senior year.

He’d felt like a louse, but she’d laughed and waved off his apology.

She’d then proceeded to point out a missed loophole in one of their biggest contracts, saving them a sizable amount of cash.

“Hello?” Adam rapped a knuckle on the wood counter. “Earth to Nolan.”

“Yeah, I’m here.” He watched her offer the tray to a group of ladies. The move allowed that waterfall of red hair to slide over her shoulder. Just as it had that night. After the wig came off.

Only he hadn’t known the color of his companion’s hair then.

“And yeah, we ended up at her...place.”

“You going to see her again?”

“See who?” Bryant joined them. “Don’t tell me Nolan’s got himself a new girl.”

Nolan groaned. “Tell me why my dating life is so interesting to you guys?”

“Hey, you’re the only one left,” Bryant said. “Who knows when Ric will get home again and Liam and Dev are happily solvent on the other side of the ocean.”

“Stop talking like a finance guy.” Adam took a sip of his beer.

“I am a finance guy. What’s wrong with being solvent?” Bryant gestured his desire for a beer, too. “It’s important for a couple to be financially secure, especially once they decide to start a family.”

“You score points with the missus with all that money talk?” Nolan asked, getting his brother a cold one.

“Thanks to doctor’s orders, I’m not scoring much of anything these days.” Bryant grinned. “I’m okay with that.”

Nolan knew that to be true. Laurie had suffered through a rough miscarriage a year ago. She and Bryant were over the moon about this pregnancy and were taking every precaution the doctors handed down. He and Adam were the celebrating dads-to-be today even though their wives got all the attention.

“No worries,” Adam said. “Nolan’s getting the job done.”

“Halloween party, right?” Bryant asked, lifting the bottle to his lips.

Adam answered before Nolan could open his mouth. “I was about to find out if he plans to see her again.”

“See who?”

“Who is the question. He never told me her name.”

“Well, don’t let me interrupt your girl talk. Go on. Spill.”

Nolan stared at his brothers’ grinning faces. This conversation was getting away from him. Fast. He needed to come up with a diversion, but his mind was a blank.

Except for Katie.

Story of his life for the last two weeks.

He had projects up to his eyeballs. The kids were at each other’s throats. Mom’s accident threatened to derail her complex holiday plans for both Thanksgiving and Christmas. Still, he couldn’t concentrate on anything but what had happened between him and Katie.

This had to stop. He had to find a way to fix things. Now.

Only once he let his brothers in on the truth, they would either kill him for dipping into the company office pool or bust his chops based on nothing but sibling code.

He was so screwed. “Forget about it.”

“No can do. Come on, who was she?” Adam pushed.

“No one.”

“No one important?” Bryant asked.

Nolan’s fingers tightened on his glass. “I didn’t say that.”

“So she is important. Or could be. Maybe we can help.”

Now he was confused. “Help with what?”

“You’ve been an SOB for the last week and if you can’t get help from your bros—” Bryant shrugged “—who can you turn to?”

“I haven’t been an SOB.”

“Yeah, you have,” Adam and Bryant said in unison.

“Hell, even Dad thinks you’ve gone off the deep end,” Adam continued. “You’re either snapping our heads off or shutting down completely. With everyone. Even—”

“Fine.” Nolan tossed back his drink, the rum burning his throat. “It’s Katie.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he wished for them back. Especially when the blank expressions on his brothers’ faces said they had no idea whom he was talking about.

“Forget I said—”

“Katie?” Bryant asked. “Katie who?”

At that moment the object of their discussion turned, her gaze catching and holding Nolan’s.

She stood on the other side of the room, near the dining room table covered with gifts. Too far away to hear, but something made her glance his way, her facial expression the same as it’d been since that night. Cool. Professional.

No matter, the stiff set of her shoulders said plenty. Someone called out to her and she turned away.

“Yeah, who’s Kat—” Adam started, then stopped. His head whipped to the crowd of ladies then back. “Wait a minute. You mean...” He leaned forward, lowering his voice. “That Katie? Our Katie?”

Bryant’s brows were dipped in confusion for a moment longer before understanding dawned. “Whoa, Katie? Are you nuts?”

Yeah, he was. Especially for opening his big mouth.