All I want for Christmas

Chapter 2

COLE

I watched as she left the office. She looked beautiful as ever.

My heart fluttered in my chest as I watched her climb into the taxi and watched it as the cab drove away.

I let out a sigh and walked toward the office building.

I was back after being away for eight months. I was with our father on a business deal, leaving my brother Carter in charge.

As I walked through the entrance of our company, I nodded toward Bobby, who smiled.

"Evening, Sir," He said, but I didn't say anything back.

I was like that.

I hated people trying to please me, primarily because of my name. I was a Wilson, Cole Wilson.

I hated the whole exposure this company gave me. I stay out of the light while my twin brother, Carter, is so different from me. He is classed as the player of us. Whereas I was the quiet and mysterious one that not many people knew, and I liked it that way. Most of my friends were the same as Carter; we were always together.

I looked ahead and walked into the elevator. The doors closed, and I pressed the button to the office floor.

The ride up was quiet, but I knew I would have it in the neck from Carter.

The business deal was a bust, the last few weeks of being in the guy's ass, and it took one evening for it all to change.

The doors slid open, and I glanced up to see my brother standing in front and leaning against the wall, glaring at me.

I sighed and stepped out.

"What?" I asked as I walked past him.

"What?" He murmured, following behind me. "You nearly fucked up that deal. Dad told me what you said to the client."

I grunted as I walked toward my office, but Carter stopped me. His arm went to my shoulder and turned me around, making me stop and look at him.

I frowned.

He was about to say something, but I beat him to it.

"As much as you needed him as a client," I sneered, "that man is a creep. The way he spoke to the waitress was disgusting; he even grabbed her ass in front of me."

Carter stared at me, but his features softened.

"Dad never told me that part," he muttered.

I sneered, shoving his arm off me, and headed into my office, not bothering to tell the rest.

Carter sighed but followed right behind me without saying anything.

I opened my door while shrugging off my coat. I placed my jacket on the back of the door and walked over to my desk. I took my seat and stared at my brother, who had a weird grin on his lips.

I cocked my eyebrows up.

"What's that look for?" I asked as I watched him take the chair in front of me.

"Amelia was working late tonight," he said, eyes bearing into mine.

I kept my face blank, even though my stomach was doing knots at that mention of her name.

Carter grinned.

"She wore the same look as you are," he said, looking pleased with himself.

I frowned.