(12) Zachary

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PSA: Talk and alluding to eating disorders...

I watch as she walks into the glass conference room, her perfect little body wiggling with each step

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I watch as she walks into the glass conference room, her perfect little body wiggling with each step. She takes a seat on one side of the large oak table, whilst Liam sits next to her so uncomfortably close that she subtly moves her chair away for space. 

My brothers and I take the three seats opposite them, with Elijah in the middle. I grab the pen atop of the notepad in front of me and begin twirling it in my fingers as I recline comfortably in my chair. 

Cal stays straight and stiff as he sits, only undoing his blazer as a sign of casualness. Elijah clasps his hands over his notepad and clears his throat, provoking the start of the meeting. 

As he enters into discussions over the corporate side with Liam, whilst Cal chips in every so often with exact statistics and figures, I watch the way Carlie listens along to them with intensity. 

She purses her lips, biting the pen casually as she looks between Liam and Elijah as they speak. Her bright blue eyes glisten with professionalism,  but the way she shifts in her seat every so often tells another story. 

What is she thinking?

All of a sudden, her eyes flicker to me as if she could tell I was staring at her. I smirk, winking at her playfully, to which she rolls her eyes with the hint of a smile on her face. 

She returns her attention to the conversation but I can tell she's nervous from the way she bounces her leg subtly. 

The boring conversation about acquisitions and mergers is quickly interrupted by a knock on the door, followed by one of our assistants bringing in a trolley loaded with fresh food. They load it up onto the table, creating a delicious spread that has Carlie's eyes lighting up as she eyes a caprese salad. 

Elijah and I share a look when we see Carlie eyeing up the pasta dishes and sandwiches with a worried look on her face. 

He nods at me and I take the hint to break the tension for her. 

"Sorry for the carb-heavy spread... Cal is in his 'bulking season,' I say the last bit in air quotes, making Carlie giggle slightly as Liam eyes up Cal's body enviously. 

Cal turns to glare at me but I send him a kiss, his scowl deepening as a result.

"It looks good," Carlie says as she loads her plate with some salad and half a sandwich. Elijah and Cal look to me but I press my lips into a thin line, shaking my head once to stop them saying anything. 

We can help you, kitten. 

 Liam begins to talk about his own gym journey, making me want to slam his head in a door as we politely listen to him bragging about his muscles. 

I can't imagine how Cal's holding himself back right now.

"Yeah, I guess I just have good genetics for building muscle," Liam shrugs before stuffing his face with a large mouthful of pasta. 

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