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And how is that brute treating you?

I couldn’t help but peek down the hall, the sounds of him banging around in the breakroom echoing back.

My brain catalogued through the hundred things he’d already done for me in the last twenty-four hours.

I wanted to tell her he was sexy and incredible.

Infuriating and sweet.

That I wanted to try my hand at seduction and see if these feelings were truly only one-sided because if I didn’t, there was a very real chance that I was going to combust.

On second thought, it was best not to feed the fire.

Me

He’s fine.

Her response immediately blipped through.

Brinley

Fine?

Me

That’s right.

Brinley

I’d lay down bets you’re thinking he’s a whole lot more than fine.

Clearly, she could read my mind.

I glanced around like I was going to get caught doing something salacious, my tongue stroking my bottom lip before I went back to typing.

Me

There’s nothing to talk about there.

Brinley

Liar. Why do you always deflect when I ask about him?

Me

Because I’d prefer for him not to wind up dead if my brother catches wind of what you’re implying.

Brinley

I can handle your brother. The question here is how you’re handling being under the same roof with the man you’re in love with?

Me

I’m not in love with him.

I nearly stamped my foot when I sent it, then the breath was whooshing out of my lungs when I felt the movement to the side.

Trevan came striding down the hall with another platter of apples, crackers, and cheese.