Name: Oliver Stiel
Age: 35 years old
Description: Oliver is tall and well-built. He has dark blond hair, kept cut short, and brown eyes.
Short Bio: Oliver is one of the oldest children of Roderick and Letizia Stiel. He has a twin sister, Emilia, and a younger sister, Adreana. His father is a corporate lawyer and his mother a social worker. Even though Oliver did want to be a lawyer as well, he didn’t want to follow in his father’s footsteps. Not in any real way. He didn’t approve of his father’s “wandering eye” or the fact his father was always trying to throw young women in his way. If they had been young men, he wouldn’t have been as upset.
Telling his father that was the first step in dismantling their relationship. He thought it got better when he started law school. Until he went on a path toward becoming a public defender. That apparently was not good enough for Roderick Stiel’s only son. But, this was what Oliver wanted to do.
They spent about ten years skirting around these two issues. Then, when Emilia decided to move to the northern part of the state, he decided to follow her. He was doing work that satisfied him and comfortable in his own skin, and too bad if that wasn’t good enough for his father. Now if only he could find someone to share this life with.
“I think he’s too old for you.”
Oliver turned his head toward the voice and smiled at his cousin, Caitie. He couldn’t help but smile. “I was just wondering who he was,” he said. “I haven’t seen him around here before, so I’m sure he’s not another of our relatives.”
She grinned at him. “Not yet.” He arched one eyebrow at her and she laughed. “He’s Kayla’s uncle. So once Adrian convinces Kayla to marry him, he will be family.”
“I doubt that will take much. You have seen the way they are together, right. Reminds me of your parents.”
She smiled, even though from the look in her eyes, she’d noticed he hadn’t mentioned his own parents. Of course, he was even surprised they were still together. They didn’t make a good match. Not like Uncle Dougal and Aunt Shae.
“Anyway, James, Kayla’s uncle,” Caitie said, nudging him and pulling him away from his thoughts, “is taken. And straight. So, you’re out of luck there.”
Oliver chuckled. “I told you I wasn’t looking anyway. Just curious.” It’s not like he needed to be tangled with another person anyway right now. He’d just gotten out of one relationship that had turned out to be not so healthy. He did not need to fall into another one any time soon.