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She might as well give up. Packing up her bag, she decided to head to the market.
She had a dinner to make.
“When’s your meeting with Khalil?” Jaxon inquired.
Speaking with his younger brother on the phone, London leaned against the windowsill, gazing out at the beautiful blue sky.
The two Keith brothers were as close as could be. London was the oldest and loved torturing his younger brother.
They were raised in a small Southern town of Anniston, Alabama. Their parents, Phil and Nora Keith, were blue-collar workers who ensured London and Jaxon had everything they could possibly need when they were children.
Where Jaxon had been a star baseball player, London had been an elite football quarterback.
Both had used their talents to gain full rides to college.
Upon graduating, London knew he didn’t want to pursue playing football professionally. Though he’d been recruited, life in the league just wasn’t for him. His brother, however, signed to play profession baseball.
London realized he wanted to manage players. It was a way for him to merge his love of sports with a profitable way to make money and save his body from the brutality of football.
Sports management.
It was something he was good at.
After obtaining a job at a small firm, he decided to branch out on his own.
His first client—his baby brother.
Jaxon had been doing well in the league, and London had landed a few endorsement deals that ensured his brother would never have to work again once his sports career was over.
That ending came way too soon.
One injury led to a string of others, and within a few years, Jaxon had to give up the bat.
But it wasn’t the end of Jaxon in sports.
He too had got a business degree, and joined London at PSM.
London was only too happy to have his brother join the company. Together, they’d built Primetime Sports Management into what it was today.
“We’re waiting for the season to end,” London replied, running a hand along his face.
A light fragrance floated through the air.
Alana.
Her perfume still clung to his shirt.
He had spent the day trying not to think about his sexy, nerdish neighbor.
He wasn’t sure when he started finding nerdy types sexy, but Alana had it in spades. With her, it wasn’t a bad thing.
“And you’re sure you have it all in the bag? Do you need me there?”
“I think I know what I’m doing,” London scoffed, moving away from the window. Settling down on his couch, he put his feet up on the coffee table.
“I’m just saying, someone like Khalil may need to have a former professional player help him sign with PSM.”
London rolled his eyes at Jaxon’s cockiness.
