Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(21)

“If you’re not fit for this, then I’m worse off,” Hunter confessed, stopping Anton’s train of thought.

“You need to step up your game.” Anton offered Hunter his advice. “Stop partying and start taking things seriously. Money isn’t always on our side. We have to work for it.”

“We have all the money in the world.” Hunter laughed casually. “I won’t have to worry about working for the rest of my life.”

“Don’t you have any goals, any responsibility?” Anton questioned his cousin.

“Yeah, I do. And that is to have as much fun as possible before I reach your age.”

“Hunter, I’m only thirty one.”

“That’s right. That’s why I still have a good eight years to go yet before putting my head down to work.”

“But I started working way before your age.”

“That’s because it was old time. Now it’s the new age. I don’t need to slave and work for money. And besides, you guys can support me.”

“We’re not always going to be here for you, you know. You have to learn to earn your own money too.”

“Until then,” Hunter said, folding his arms behind his head and relaxing further against his chair, “this Hunter here will only have one goal in life. And that, cousin, is to have as much fun as possible.”

“God, there’s no getting into your head, is there?” Anton said, frustrated.

“Not at all, cousin, not at all,” Hunter said, his eyes drifting closed, fully relaxed now, taking in the glory of the afternoon sunlight.

Hunter loved coming into the company at this time of day. There were hardly any employees around and no office girl peeking at him like he was some sort of Greek god. Oh, wait, he did resemble a Greek god, but that was beside the point. He loved the cafeteria best, with its large skylight that allowed sunlight to pour in. Whenever he had to frequent the company, he would make sure to sit here to get the maximum amount of sunlight.

Anton sighed at his cousin in defeat. “And where were you last night? I called many times. Were you clubbing again?”

“You read my mind, cousin. You read my mind,” Hunter murmured in reply.

“Hunter, I don’t know what to do with you.”

“You don’t have to do anything. Just let me be myself.”

“Obviously I can’t. Here, for you,” Anton said, extracting a card from his coat pocket and placing it on the table in front of Hunter.

“What’s that?” Hunter asked, opening his eyes and gesturing to the card.

“Uncle arranged a meeting for you with this woman,” Anton said.

“A woman?” Hunter asked, sitting up straighter, his interest now piqued. “Is she hot?”

“Don’t know. But Uncle wants you to meet her.”

“Don’t tell me Dad wants to match-make me. I’m not ready for that shit yet.”

“I don’t know. Uncle didn’t say more.”

“I just bloody saw him this morning. Why didn’t he say anything?”

“Again, don’t know,” Anton answered. “But will you go?”

“Well, yeah. If she’s hot,” Hunter stated as if it were the most obvious answer.

Anton just shook his head, giving up entirely on trying to change his cousin’s behavior. He only wished something would befall his playboy of a cousin so he could learn his lesson and step up to the real world.





CHAPTER 5