The Billionaire Brothers by Villeneuve Victoria

Author:Villeneuve, Victoria [Villeneuve, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Published: 2014-10-11T04:00:00+00:00

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The town car Tom ordered took them through an unusually crowded and boisterous Kenmore Square, where students had virtually taken over, roaming in cheering bands and delaying traffic. Once they were through the square, Beacon Street was clearer and within a few minutes, they were at Tom’s house in the plush, green neighborhood of Brookline.

“I’d love to live around here,” Megan commented enviously. “Maybe once I land the perfect job.”

Tom found his keys and let them both in. The house, set back from a quiet street by a small but expertly kept garden and swooping driveway, was a late 19th-century family home, arguably far too large for just Tom and Andrea. Broad windows let in plenty of light, while the generous downstairs rooms included a large dining room where Andrea’s piano occupied much of one wall. There were paintings – nothing Megan recognized, but certainly nothing cheap, either – and a beautiful portrait of Mary, just off center, above the piano. Her kind eyes and almost alabaster complexion gave the room a serenity, but also an unavoidable sadness. Twenty-nine, Megan thought sadly. Another reminder to live every day as though it’s your last.

“I couldn’t even guess,” Tom was saying. “We bought the place in an estate sale after an elderly woman had lived here on her own for nearly forty years.”

Megan was surprised. “All of this, for one person? Sounds unbelievably lonely.”

There was a voice from the top of the stairs. “Mr. McMahon?”

“Hey, Sophia. Everything OK?”

Andrea’s regular sitter – she rejected absolutely the notion of a ‘baby’ sitter – was a plump, pleasant exchange student from Ecuador. “Yes, Mr. McMahon. She’s sleeping. I read her the story about the dragon again. She loves that one.”

Megan knew the one, and smiled at the memory of Andrea playing the parts both of the imperilled princess, and of the handsome young knight slays the giant creature before it had the chance to incinerate his beloved.

“Thanks, Sophia. You can go, if you’re ready. Here,” he said, paying cash for her evening’s work.

“Thank you, Sir,” she said politely. “Oh, hello Megan.”

“Good to see you, Sophia. Thanks for looking after her tonight.”

Megan walked her out while Tom found coffee in the kitchen and began working on the espresso machine. “It is a big place, just for us,” Tom agreed. “I had the same thought, when Mary died. It was strange. Time and again, I heard people using the same funny expression, telling me they hated the thought of me ‘rattling around’ in this big, old place, all on my own. I tried to tell them that I have Andrea, but I guess they were thinking further down the line.”

Tom wasn’t yet thirty-five, and even in the months after Mary’s death, with friends and neighbors doing their best to tread carefully, there had been the natural assumption that he would re-marry at some point.

“You’ll always have her,” Megan assured him. “I’ve never seen a closer family.”

Tom prompted an impressive gush of steam from the espresso maker. “That reminds me.

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