Zack stood in his brother's office, arms crossed as he leaned against the window, the city skyline stretching beyond. Gone was his tie and professional look. He had removed his jacket and rolled his sleeves with the collar unbuttoned which made him look relaxed.
Lincoln sat at his desk, flipping through papers as he glanced up with a sly grin. The Morrison office was polished and sleek, much like its CEO, but the conversation between the brothers was anything but formal.
"You did good today! Thank you for agreeing to this." Lincoln said gratefully.
"You really have to pull the family card to get me to cover for you, huh?" Zack teased, the corner of his mouth lifting. "A whole year of Europe and break from office? Debbie must've charmed you. I must say that devil Minx has her own moves."
Lincoln laughed, shaking his head. "Hey, that my wife you are talking about. Anyways she will kill you if she hears this. You know how she was growing up."
