Cooper shouted from his office, “I heard that, you cheeky cunt, I do not always talk about work. I only talk about work if we’ve run out of things to say about Gabe, which let’s face it, doesn’t happen often.”
Cooper’s lanky six foot frame appears in the doorway to his office. His space is bigger and separate from mine and Zac’s, Coop deals with contracts and planning and all the complicated shit and he complained that he couldn’t focus when Zac and I were both in the office at the same time, so we sectioned him off and gave him his own space.
“Come and have a beer with your big brothers tonight and then tomorrow morning you can come and help me and Zac gently persuade Frank Carroll to pay the money he still owes us.”
As much as they thought otherwise, I love my brothers and love spending time with them, so I pretend to think about it for a minute, “Yeah okay, let’s do it.”
We have a drink in a few different places and around nine o’clock we end up in our usual bar, which is packed and has a band playing old tunes; I grew up drinking in this place and know a lot of the staff and the regulars, as do my brothers, difference being, I’ve fucked most of the female regulars, unlike my brothers, who are both very happily married and do not mess around on their wives. We have a few drinks and I talk to a few Sheila’s but there’s nobody in the house that’s taking my fancy tonight.
“Fuck, Jo Myer has just walked in, if I weren’t a married man I would so go there.”
Zac and I both laugh, comments like that are more Zac and my style, not something Cooper would usually say, but I totally got it; Jo owns the accountancy firm the looks after our tax affairs and she is fucking smoking hot but for some reason has never fallen for my charms, no matter how many times I’ve hit on her, all she ever repeats is that she doesn’t mix business with pleasure. I look over Zac’s shoulder to where Jo is standing with some friends and my eyes are instantly drawn to the woman that she’s talking to; she has the most gorgeous red hair hanging way down her back, she is standing sideways on to me and I can’t really make out the rest of her through the crowd, as she is so short, I can see Jo leaning down slightly to talk to her, Jo is pretty tall for a woman and is obviously wearing heels tonight as she looks about five feet ten, her friend is only about five-three, five-four at the most. I have no idea why I am standing there trying to surmise on this woman’s height. Why the fuck do I care how tall Jo’s mate is? But I do love the colour of her hair; I’ve always had a thing for redheads but don’t think I have ever had the pleasure of au naturel… To coin a phrase, their collars never matched their cuffs, if they had any cuffs that is!
I go to the bar and got us another round of drinks and as I pass them to my brothers, I watch Jo and her friends move closer to us as they head for a table by the dance floor. Zac and Cooper are deep in conversation about the Frank Carroll situation, the fucker owes us about two hundred grand and has so far evaded all our attempts to accidently bump into him, tomorrow we won’t bother with the accidental part, we are going to knock on the fuckers door, very early in the morning and wait with him till the banks open, at which time, we will very kindly escort him to the bank so that he can withdraw what he owes us. My Dad didn’t turn my pop’s small building firm into the successful development company that it is today by doing things the conventional way and us three Wilde boys had every intention of continuing with Charlie, my Dad’s way of running things. I’m only half listening as I watch the red head finally turn around and face me. Fuck and fuck, I get this weird sensation in my chest, that moves to my belly and out of nowhere, my dick has jumped to life in my jeans. Thanks Ava for talking me into buying these stupid skinny chino things. They show every little lump and bump; I let out a deep breath and adjust myself before anyone notices.
“Dude, leave your cock alone. That’s so not what you do when you’re standing in a bar man.”
Trust Zac to notice, “Fuck off man, I had an itch.”
“You have a dose more like, caught something nasty from one of your skanks have you? When was the last time you got checked out bro?”
“Fuck off Zac, I always wear an overcoat, got caught once remember and as much as I love Ava, I learnt my lesson big time, and I got the all clear from the company medicals we just had and I haven’t been with a Sheila since then.”
“They were three weeks ago Gabe” Cooper harks up.