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  1. Recluse
  2. Dedication
  3. Book Description
  4. Also By Helen Hardt
  5. Praise For Helen Hardt
  6. Warning
  7. Prologue
  8. Charlie
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  61. Epilogue
  62. A Note From Helen
  63. Acknowledgments
  64. About the Author

“Like I said, it’s no one’s business. And if I know my brothers, they won’t fire you for something they both would have done in a heartbeat.”

I sighed. He was right about that. I’d been witness to one of them doing the same. Lacey could have easily been asked to leave her firm for that bout of unprofessionalism.

I respected Lacey more than anyone I knew. Never would I have expected…

I sighed again, regarding Roy. Silky strands of dark hair had come loose from his low ponytail. Sweat still beaded on his forehead.

He’d never looked sexier.

What was it about the Wolfe men?

They were gorgeous, no doubt. They were brilliant.

Yet I’d been around other gorgeous, brilliant men. I’d worked at a top Manhattan law firm, for goodness’ sake.

No one had affected me like Roy Wolfe did.

Not even my ex, who was also gorgeous and brilliant.

But he wasn’t Roy Wolfe.

No one was Roy Wolfe.

I’d made a complete spectacle of myself because I couldn’t resist Roy Wolfe.

What the hell was happening to me?

I inhaled and then exhaled slowly. Time to walk out of this room with my head held high.

I couldn’t help a laugh. Right. It would be obvious to anyone who saw us what we’d been up to. Roy looked lazily satisfied. And though I hadn’t seen myself, I was pretty sure I was glowing with a “just fucked” look.

“For God’s sake,” I finally said. “Let’s go.”

After an early dinner at a local five-star eatery, Roy and I returned to the suite.

“We need to call Rock and Reid,” he said. “Let them know how everything went.”

I nodded. My belly was full. Dinner had been nice, and Roy and I had talked mostly about art. For a split second, I’d let myself forget about the real reason we were here.

All the Wolfes plus Lacey had been implicated in Derek Wolfe’s murder.

Roy got his brothers on a conference call. I went to the bathroom to take a shower. It wasn’t my place to horn in on the phone call unless I was asked to.

I showered quickly.

As much as I enjoyed our encounters, I didn’t want Roy joining me this time. Why? I couldn’t say. Yeah, I was a little embarrassed by our display earlier, but that wasn’t the reason.

I was also as attracted to him as ever.

But as he sat talking on the phone with his brothers and Lacey, something bugged me.

I was putting my job in jeopardy. If I’d been representing Wolfe Enterprises today with anyone other than one of the Wolfe brothers, I’d be fired for what I’d done.

This hadn’t been professional, and I was always professional.