11-22-2016, 04:23 AM
Fife could only blink stupidly as Samuel walked away. He was still a little stunned when he was led back to the recreation room. He found Link's forgotten book and flipped through the pages silently, counting slowly in his head, trying to calm his own scattered thoughts. Link was leaving. Of course Bryce would like him. Why wouldn't he like Link?
He groaned and flopped across the table, glaring to himself.
Link was intrigued, but cautious, when Samuel asked for a private conference. He smirked, though, when he heard that Bryce was interested. He was definitely getting that vibe, no matter how hard Bryce fought to conceal it.
He choked on an amused laugh. "Yeah, you're about right. While I don't mind a little healthy give and take, there's no way your client's going to get to pound me into oblivion. If he's looking for that, he'll need someone like Fife."
But then came the silver lining, and Link's smirk became a grin. "I can break your man in just fine," he said confidently. He'd known there was a catch in there somewhere! He'd smelled it all over Bryce from the very beginning! "And I don't need your millions. I need Fife. We're not lovers, so you don't need to worry about any of that dramatic shit, but he's like my little brother, and I'm not leaving him here alone. You let me bring Fife along, he can clean, he's worked laundry detail for years, he can cook like a damn pro, and I'll give Mr. Zayn the . . . adjustment he needs. No Fife, then you'll need to find yourself a different Breeder."
He groaned and flopped across the table, glaring to himself.
Link was intrigued, but cautious, when Samuel asked for a private conference. He smirked, though, when he heard that Bryce was interested. He was definitely getting that vibe, no matter how hard Bryce fought to conceal it.
He choked on an amused laugh. "Yeah, you're about right. While I don't mind a little healthy give and take, there's no way your client's going to get to pound me into oblivion. If he's looking for that, he'll need someone like Fife."
But then came the silver lining, and Link's smirk became a grin. "I can break your man in just fine," he said confidently. He'd known there was a catch in there somewhere! He'd smelled it all over Bryce from the very beginning! "And I don't need your millions. I need Fife. We're not lovers, so you don't need to worry about any of that dramatic shit, but he's like my little brother, and I'm not leaving him here alone. You let me bring Fife along, he can clean, he's worked laundry detail for years, he can cook like a damn pro, and I'll give Mr. Zayn the . . . adjustment he needs. No Fife, then you'll need to find yourself a different Breeder."