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Michael introduced him to Duke and it was a done deal. He had his crew. All three of them had a lot going on—Duke with his music career, Michael with his hand in eight different pots, including an NBA franchise, and Olin with his political interests—but they made their friendship work.
Michael pointed his club in Olin’s direction. “Listen, everything is working just fine. The only reason we’re not trying again is ’cause twins run in Kayla’s family and she’ll kill me if we go from two kids to four kids overnight.” Olin remembered meeting Kayla’s twin sisters at a Christmas party a year back. He didn’t know much about the science of it all, but multiple multiples sounded like a lot of children. He still marveled at how his dad had managed to raise three boys on his own.
“And she doesn’t want you to be eighty, chasing after a toddler,” Olin replied.
“Shut up, man,” Michael laughed. “I’d only be sixty. Your go.”
Olin sunk his shot on the second stroke and after Michael made his shot, Olin called it. “Just gonna throw this out there, let’s leave.”
“Yeah? Let’s go,” Michael groaned as he walked over and grabbed his ball. He wasn’t feeling it either. “Duke makes this much more interesting.”
“I don’t wanna have lunch here. Let’s go get Korean.”
“I like it. I gotta meet the missus downtown at four anyway. Let’s go.” They headed back to the golf cart and Michael started driving them back to the clubhouse. Olin pulled out his phone, checking to see if there was a text from his dad. He wasn’t waiting on anything important. His dad just checked in a lot. This week, he’d been filling Olin in on a model train convention he was preparing for. His dad wasn’t diagnosed, but Olin was pretty sure they had autism in common. The model trains and large ships were very serious for him.
“What’s up with you?” Michael asked. “You seem kinda distracted.”
“Nothing,” Olin said, which wasn’t true.
“Family doing okay?” Michael and Duke were the only people in this part of his world who had met his dad and his brothers. They knew how close the Breivik men were and they knew Olin would kill to protect them. Or at least sue aggressively.
“Yeah, yeah. They’re good. Wes has a new girlfriend and Alex said he finally feels like he’s getting the hang of the whole cardiothoracics thing. Papa Lars is thriving in his old age.” Olin looked down at his phone again, trying to avoid the message at the top of his screen.
He knew what he’d asked Xeni. He’d been serious. He wanted someone real and in the flesh to be his fake girlfriend. For a minute, he’d thought about making up a long distance girlfriend, like someone he’d met at camp, but that would only bring on more questions. He really was sick of people being all in his face about it. But, for some reason, he was shocked Meegan had actually reached out to him and that she’d done it so soon. She had, though, last night when he was talking to Alex on the phone. He’d been so silently shocked, he’d left her on read.
Words stared back at him, still unanswered.
Hey Olin! It’s Meegan
Xeni gave me your number.
Heard you need a faux hottie on your arm for a little while.
Let’s talk when you’re free.
He was gonna respond, but this annoying part of his brain wanted his response to be perfect. He switched over to his text conversation with his personal assistant Brianna to ask her to set up lunch.
Michael and I are heading downtown for Korean.
On it.
Thank you.
“Brianna is gonna get us a table. Before then, I have a wildly intrusive question,” Olin said.
“Shoot,” Michael said as they neared the club house.
“You ever paid for a date? Like to accompany you to an event?” Michael and Kayla had met through Arrangements, the sugar baby site Michael owned, but that turned into real love almost immediately. And, as far as Olin knew, that was the first and only time Michael had used his own service.
“Yeah, I did it a couple times. Once after I made my first million. It was… uh, fuck. Oh! Academy of Arts and Sciences gala. I knew tech people, not famous people. My old assistant helped me hire this great woman, Ashley. She was down to keep things going, but I only saw her that one time.”
“Why?”
“Uh, she was aproand I was still kind of a sap.”
“You’re a sap now.”
“Exactly. She was so great, I knew I’d fall for her and then she’d have to give me the whole ‘you’re the job’ speech and I’d look like a dumbass. Why? Do you need a date? There are plenty of women who would date you. Kayla has a few great, single friends.”
