workout. And he’s
even taller than Jamie.”
I grimaced as
I pictured him. I was far more comfortable mixing with the less
overtly macho type of guys I rubbed shoulders with on my arts
course. Men who are in touch with their feminine side. I was really
not into these big ripped guys.
“But it’s not
just that,” Toby continued. “He has this presence, this manner
about him, that makes everyone sit up and take notice when he walks
into a room. He’s one of those hedge fund financial geniuses –
self-made millionaire and all that. I imagine if you worked for
him, he’d say ‘jump’ and without hesitation, you’d automatically
say ‘how high, sir.’”
“Ugh, he
sounds pretty domineering and unpleasant. Is he married? Does he
have a wife who has to put up with him?” I shuddered.
“Hardly,” Toby
laughed. “You could say he’s not the marrying type.”
“Is he gay
then?” I asked innocently, which made Toby roar with laughter.
“Absolutely
not. Jamie says his big brother doesn’t believe in all that romance
and relationship crap. He goes in for friends with benefits, that’s
more his kind of thing. You know what I’m talking about here?” Toby
asked, clearly trying to be tactful.
“You mean he
has fuck buddies,” I said.
“I was trying
to be polite, but yes. Apparently he likes to spend his weekends
having lots of kinky sex with big busty blondes. According to
Jamie, anyway,” Toby grinned.
“Well, I must
say, this Big Guy man-whore sounds an absolute charmer,” I said
sarcastically. He didn’t seem to have any redeeming qualities as
far as I could tell, apart from being very well off.
“In his
defence, he’s good to Jamie, and they’re very close, despite the
fact that Liam is about ten years older. Maybe that’s because they
don't have any other family, just each other. But he is undoubtedly
a control freak. Liam likes to keep a tight reign over
everything.”
“You said he
interviewed you before he’d agree to you moving in?”
Toby
nodded.
“So, is he
going to want to see me? Could he decide I'm not suitable and throw
me out?”
I’d been in
the house several weeks now, and I felt really settled. It was all
working out so well. I got on fine with the guys, I could walk to
uni, and my job. I could shut myself away at the top of the house
to get on with my studies. This was by far the best place I’d lived
in since I’d been at uni, and I really didn't relish the thought of
having to leave.
“I don't think
it’ll come to that,” Toby reassured me. “Although I do think Liam
will be surprised that Jamie has actually used his own initiative
and done something without seeking his approval first. About bloody
time he stood up to him, actually. He’s not a two year old, for
crying out loud.”
“I hope you’re
right. I can't imagine finding anywhere else to live half as nice
as here, and anyway, I don't have the time to go searching for new
digs. Perhaps he’d be okay about me if I told him that it’s
probably only for a few months anyway, because I've applied for the
exchange program next year.”
“Oh, have you?
How definite is that then?” Toby enquired.
“I've been
told I stand a good chance of being placed on the short list, but
that it would help me greatly if I could get some sort of short
internship or placement here in a creative design or marketing team
first, any decent company would do, to have some actual work place
experience to enhance my application,” I explained. “I’ve already
applied to loads of companies, but there are literally hundreds of
applicants for every place. It’s really hard to get any kind of
placement, especially with the recession. You have to be prepared
to work for nothing; some companies even expect you to pay them for
the privilege, which just wouldn’t be possible for me.”
“Maybe Jamie
could speak to his brother about getting you a placement in his
company, Starr Capital Ventures?” Toby suggested. “It’s