“Five? Why did your alarm go off at— Oh, shit! That’s right. I have to go to Montana with Rock. I have to get home. Pack. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

“Relax. We can buy whatever you need once we get there.”

“But I should look professional.” She bit her bottom lip. “I still have the suit I wore yesterday in the car. I changed at work before I— Wait. What do you mean we?”

“New plan. I’m going with you instead of Rock.”

“But you don’t work for the company.”

“I do today.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Nothing to understand,” I said. “I’m helping out.”

Did she look disappointed? Did she want me to admit I was going because I didn’t want her traveling alone with my brother? Didn’t want to have her out of town where I wouldn’t see her? I couldn’t tell.

Finally, she said, “But I don’t have any of my sundries.”

“Which you can find at any drugstore.”

“But I use a special cleanser. I have really sensitive skin—”

I placed two fingers over her beautiful lips. “We’ll find it. We’ll find everything you need, and I personally will make sure nothing harms your beautiful skin.”

“But—”

“Everything will be fine. Trust me.”

“Lacey was supposed to give me the details.”

“Check your email. She probably did.”

“Of course. What did I do with my purse?” She hopped out of bed, her breasts swaying gently against her chest.

Yeah, I was rock hard.

But we didn’t have a lot of time.

Then again, I didn’t need a lot of time.

“Come back to bed for a minute,” I said.

“No way. We need to get out of here.”

“I’m not sure you heard me,” I said. “Get the fuck back in bed.”

15

Charlie

Had I heard him right?

It was the same voice with the same deep timbre.

But his words weren’t kind. They were demanding. A little bit of a turn-on, but very unlike Roy Wolfe.

I walked backward until I hit a chest of drawers, the handle of one of the drawers clawing into my back.

“I’m sorry,” he said immediately. “I didn’t mean that to sound—”

“Okay… But we have to get moving.”

“So we don’t take off on time. It’s a private jet. No big deal.”

“But it’s my job!”

He didn’t get it. Roy had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. But I wanted to keep this job.

“Your job is safe. Lacey loves you.”

“I want her to continue to love me for me. Not keep me around because I’m sleeping with the CEO’s brother.”

“The CEO who happens to be her husband.”

This wasn’t the Roy I thought I knew. Then I laughed aloud. I didn’t know him. We’d met exactly forty-eight hours ago. This was crazy.