“You’re not being fair,” I said. “I only drafted the will, for God’s sake. I’m not to blame here.”

“You couldn’t talk my father out of this hare-brained scheme,” Reid said.

“You’re siding with him?” I shook my head. “Your brother has lost his mind.”

“I’m siding with keeping the company in the family,” Reid said. “All of us get that Rock’s life has been hijacked here. It’s not fair to any of us.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not part of the family. This has nothing to do with me.”

“Not fair to any of us, Reid? I’m pretty sure I’ve cornered the market on getting shit on here.” Rock stood, his green eyes full of fire. “You and I need to talk, Lacey. Now. In private.”

“I don’t see what we—”

“I said now.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me into a stand.

I tried to ignore the sparks from his touch. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

“Hear me out,” he said, and then he walked outside the bar.

I looked at Roy, Reid, and Riley. “What exactly is going on here?”

“How would we know?” Riley said, still seeming distant. “We know our brother about as well as you do. He’s a stranger to us. Reid’s the only one who’s had any contact with him.”

“Yeah, and it’s been very little contact,” Reid agreed.

“I’m not taking a job with your company,” I said. “I don’t have the qualifications.”

“He’s just blowing off steam,” Roy said. “Talk to him. He’ll see reason. He’s a smart man. A little bit of a loose cannon, but he’s not irrational. He’s just had his whole life upended.”

“Fine. Wait here.” I walked out of the bar and into the lobby of the office building.

Rock was leaning against a wall near the restrooms in the lobby. He’d purposefully gone out of the way. Clearly he wanted privacy.

“What took you so long?” he said as I approached.

I ignored him. “What do you want?”

“This.” He pulled me to him and smashed his mouth into mine.

I opened without thinking. We were slightly secluded, but if any of the Wolfe siblings walked out of the bar to use the bathroom—

I pulled away, breaking the kiss with a loud smack.

“What’s wrong? You were kissing me back.”

“This is my office building,” I said.

“Yeah. And we just fucked upstairs in your office. What’s a little kiss in the lobby?”

I willed my body to stop responding. Didn’t work. My nipples were hard knobs poking against the lace of my bra. My bare pussy—he’d destroyed my thong earlier—pulsed between my legs. I wanted to continue that kiss, wanted so much more…

“This is where I work, Rock.”

“Correction. This is where you worked.”