But He's My Grumpy Neighbor (But He's a Carter Brother #1)

by Annah Conwell

“For the last time, I’m busy,” I growl at my brother Grayson and push past him into my office. He’s just invited me to one of our employee’s birthday parties. I’m pretty sure it involves karaoke. Needless to say, I won’t be attending. “Busy doing what? Staring at your ceiling?” Grayson falls onto the leather couch to the right of my desk and splays himself out. He has no concern for the amount of space he takes up with his body or his personality. “Working.” “All of our clients are safe and happy,” Grayson states, sliding a rubber band ball out of his pocket and tossing it toward the ceiling. On top of the many differences between Grayson and me–our style, hobbies, and overall demeanor–he’s also incapable of being still. “Yes, and I’d like to keep it that way. Which is why I need to manage our company.” While I manage the placement of our teams and their day-to-day concerns, Grayson takes care of making sure the clients are truly happy. He also finds us new clients by networking at events I’d never willingly attend and schmoozing people in general. His easygoing nature and ability to hold a conversation with anyone makes him perfect for that side of the job. “The point of starting this business was to put down roots and have lives outside of work.” “I know.” And if I didn’t know, I’d come to realize it rather quickly with how many times Grayson mentions it in a week. I have put down roots. My house in Peach Hollow attests to that. But Grayson thinks that my life should loo...