She’d been meaning to finish up these emails before her first service meeting today, but that clearly hadn’t happened. Between the report dropped ...n her by her manager Kelly, her phone buzzing non-stop by her boyfriend, and fucking Jason’s overbearing voice parading down the cubicle rows, her focus had been absent all morning. And, knowing her schedule, there would hardly be a free moment between meetings to complete them before she went home.On top of that, Miranda was adamant on not taking. Especially since Lani was in her shorts and barefoot. After a few minutes of watching and sipping Dave joined in the conversation, “So Lani, did you have any problems while we were away? Oh, where's the mail?” “The mail is over on the rolltop desk. I separated the junk from the important looking stuff to make it easy for you.” She stopped what she was doing to fetch the two piles. Breezing by Dave she made her way into the living room. Scooping up the two piles she headed back in, pausing in. "I sighed. It was always like this with Jake. He obviously loved me as his brother, but he couldn't just be nice to me. He had to annoy the shit out of me until I lost it. I never understood why he was like this, but I loved him too."All right, good prank" I said wearily, pulling on some jeans. "You really got me," I said sarcastically. Like throwing water on a sleeping person is some sort of genius prank.A smile flickered back onto Jake's face. I turned away to grab a shirt, and he suddenly. My dad ran a huge construction company and I was a mid-level manager in his company - learning the tricks of the trade before taking things over from him. After his death I suddenly became the boss and had to learn everything quickly to ensure that the business did not suffer. I spent close to six months on the road meeting all the suppliers and clients so that I could become as familiar a face to them as my father was. In the whole deal my marriage suffered. We were married for about 12 years.