All Chapters of Mr Hook Up: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Grayson crossed his arms over his chest. “I hope you gave Rachel shit for not renewing her Hooked membership.”“Thanks to Hooked, she found someone, so there’s no need to renew it,” I told him.“Hell yeah,” Holden said. The forever romantic was even more of a relationship softie now that he was a single dad to Belle. He held up his hand to high-five me. “Another relationship in the books due to our genius invention.”Since launching, many things about the app had changed, and that included the addition of two other divisions. When users created a profile, the first question they were asked was whether they wanted to only hook up, whether they were looking for a long-term commitment that could result in marriage, or whether they were single parents searching for a partner with children, like Holden.“I don’t know why you’re celebrating,” Grayson said to him. The dude was still hotheaded as ever and completely allergic to monogamy. “The only reason she settled was because she was tired

“I hate the cold too. I don’t know how I’m not living in Florida right now.”“That makes two of us, darling.” She winked. “Anyway, I joined the company when it was only five months old, and I’ve been here ever since. I keep saying I’m going to retire, I’m just too old to be doing this, but the boys won’t let me.”I could see why. She was lovely, and motherly in every way.My hand clutched the strap of my bag, the leather turning slick from my sweaty palm. “I don’t blame them one bit.”“Thank you.” The elevator buzzed upon our arrival. “Please come with me.”She took me through several open workspaces, where there were standing desks and beanbag lounges and employees’ dogs snoozing on fluffy beds—very reminiscent of my current office. The difference was the large panes of glass that showed the city’s stunning skyline.When we finally settled in the conference room, she asked, “Can I get you anything to drink? Water? Flavored seltzer? A latte, perhaps?”“No, thank you, I’m fine.”She sw

“Let’s talk about travel,” Holden said. “Would you be open to representing our brand at international conventions?”“I love to travel—it’s a huge passion of mine,” I replied. “So yes, I would absolutely represent your brand at conventions. That’s also something I did at Faceframe.”“Were you at the convention in Austin last month?” Holden asked.“I was and, admittedly, had the best barbecue I’ve ever eaten in my life.” I smiled.“Was that your first time trying Texas barbecue?” Easton inquired.My stomach tightened from his voice. “Sadly, yes, but now I find myself craving their brisket and ribs, and I need to find my way back there very soon.” I laughed. “But I want to also say that in addition to conferences, something else I did for Faceframe was when the data showed a feature wasn’t working on the app, I would be the first person to get on a plane to analyze the market personally.”“Without breaking your NDA, could you give us an example of that?” Grayson asked.The excitement fro

Or anyone.Not even the devastatingly handsome Easton Jones.And that was assuming those wandering eyes and sexy smile were even trying to win me over—and I wasn’t sure that they were.“My plan, as of this morning, is to have Hooked go international within the next six months.” I’d glanced away, but as I returned to him, I instantly wished I hadn’t. Those eyes—they weren’t gentle. “I also plan to start testing different options within the app to see if I can improve membership retention. So, as you can see, I don’t have time to waste. I need the support, and I need to make sure the team is suited to meet my expectations.”“Will we see the options you plan to test?” Grayson asked.“Would you like to?” I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear as the room turned quiet. “Let me say, I realize at this point I haven’t gained your trust, so if you want to approve all testing, I’m happy to send you my plans. But I want you guys to know my only goal is to grow this company, and every decision I m

That smile that lit up her face.Fuck me, she was beautiful.When she finally quieted, she said, “Tell me about some of the things you guys do around here. It’s been so long since I’ve lived on the East Coast, I forget.” She took a sip of her wine and set the glass on the table.“The guys and I are into outdoorsy things. In the winter, we go skiing almost every weekend—Maine, Vermont, anywhere we can get to fast, and then we add in a few trips to Colorado, Utah, and Montana. The summer we spend mountain biking. Hiking. Wakeboarding. Camping. Finding a beach and parking my ass in front of the ocean.”Her brows pushed together. “You camp?”“Sure.” I tilted my head. “That surprises you?”Her hand returned to my arm, this time my bicep. “Honestly . . . yes.”“Why?”“You have to promise me you won’t take this the wrong way, okay?”“For the record, nothing good ever leads to a conversation that starts that way.” I winked. “Go on.”Her teeth scraped across her lip. “I just assumed you were m