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The Wright Secret
Author: K.A. Linde




I was going to do it.

I was going to ask out my brother’s best friend.

Patrick and I had known each other since we were kids. But I was far from the doe-eyed fifteen-year-old who had fallen head over heels for him all those years ago. I was the CEO of Wright Construction. It was a position I had been working toward my entire life. Now that I was here, I wanted the other thing I’d been waiting for.

“Paging Morgan,” David said, waving a hand in my face. “You in there?”

I cleared my head. “Yes, I’m here.”

He cocked a half-smile in my direction, dropped the pen in his hand, and leaned back in the plush leather conference chair. Everyone else had already disappeared for the afternoon. Even my brother and the former CEO, Jensen, had left a half hour ago. Only me, the workaholic, and my new CFO, David Calloway, were still hard at work.

“I think we should call it a day,” David said.

“You go ahead. I’m going to stick around for a couple more hours to look this over.” I gestured at the stack of paperwork in front of me.

“And I thought I worked too much.”

“You do.”

“What does that say about you?”

“I work an obscene amount.”

David laughed. “I’m not used to having a boss who works more than me.”

“Well, get used to it. Expect early mornings and late, late nights.”

“My favorite.” He shoved his laptop into his messenger bag and straightened out his suit.

David had recently moved from Silicon Valley to our humble town in Lubbock, Texas, for the job. He was still adjusting to the flat, dusty, and dry place I called home. I loved the idea of trees and hills and oceans but maybe for vacation. David would come to love Lubbock, too. It just usually took a year.

“Don’t work yourself to death,” he said.

“Can’t make any promises.”

David waved as he breezed out of the conference room. I liked him. He was funny and charming and easy to work with. I couldn’t imagine walking this new road with anyone else.

I was in a transitional period, moving into CEO, while Jensen started his new architecture company. Since I had moved up from CFO, I was working with David to get him acquainted with the company. He had been here a couple of months now, and we were both ready for the training wheels to come off. I knew Jensen was gun shy by nature about these sorts of things, but I was ready. I was so fucking ready. A fact I’d relayed to him more than once this week. I wasn’t going to sit on my hands much longer, and he knew it.

I turned back to the paperwork, trying to return to the right headspace to work again, but it was impossible to focus. My anticipation over what was to come with Patrick kept slipping into my mind.

I was going to ask him out.

I’d put it off long enough. He couldn’t possibly see me as the baby I’d been when I first crushed on him. A four-year age difference had been a lifetime in high school, but it was next to nothing at twenty-seven and thirty-one.

A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts. I pushed the papers away from me again with a huff. This was hopeless.

“Come in.”

I whirled my seat around and watched in a daze as my daydreams were conjured from thin air.

“Patrick,” I muttered. My mind went blank for a split second before recovering. I crossed my arms over my chest and eyed him skeptically.

“Hey, Mor.”

I liked the way the nickname only my family used sounded on his tongue and the shape of his perfect lips when he said it. It was way better than the other nickname he liked to use—Mini Wright. I might still be small, but I was a force to be reckoned with. There was nothing mini about my personality.

“To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Came to give you this.” He handed me a piece of paper.

I took it from him but kept my eyes on him for a second longer, admiring his crooked smile and the baby blues that were my undoing.

“What’s this?”

It took me a full minute to process what I saw on the top of the document. Then, my head snapped up at him. I jumped out of my chair.

“You’re quitting?” I gasped.

“Nah. I just handed you my two-week notice for no reason.”

“Don’t be a shit.”


I rolled my eyes at him and glanced back down at the paperwork. I straightened my shoulders and tried to relax. God, Patrick was the only person who could get me to lose my composure. But Patrick quitting Wright Construction could be a blessing in disguise. Not that I was going to let him know I thought so.

“Outside offer?” I guessed.

He shrugged. “Yeah.”

“And you’re not even going to let me counter?” I asked with an arched eyebrow. I tossed the paperwork back at him. “How much?”

He caught it and then set it on top of the paperwork I’d been ignoring. Then, he placed his hand on my shoulder and looked down into my dark brown eyes. It was that look. That one I couldn’t shake. I swore he saw me in those moments. When it was just me and him and not my family or friends. Definitely not his best friend, my brother Austin. But then the moment broke, like it always did, and I was just his best friend’s little sister again.

“I brought this to you before I told everyone else, Mor, because I know you don’t like to let people go.”

My mouth popped open, and I quickly recovered. “Well, I’ve let enough people go in my life.”

Both of my parents had died before my sixteenth birthday. Two out of three of my brothers had moved out of state at one point. I didn’t like change. Not like that.

“I know.” He ruffled my hair.

I ducked out from under his touch.

“You’ve always been like that. Loyal. I like it.”

I swallowed. “Well, I’m a Wright through and through.”

“Most of the time, I feel that way, too. But Tech made me an offer I couldn’t refuse, and it’s not about the money.”

I exhaled in relief. Okay, so he wasn’t leaving, leaving. Just working at Texas Tech, which was near the Wright building.

“And I can’t change your mind?”

“You know I’d do anything for you,” he said with that same grin.

My heart skipped a beat. “Anything, huh?”

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