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“Really? Do you know anything about hackers?”
She shrugged. “Yeah. Anyone in IT who’s worth their salt knows about hacking and how to do it. Some are just better than others. And there are a select few who are much, much better.”
“Where would you classify yourself?”
“I mean, I guess pretty good?” She said it like it was a question. “It’s kind of what companies pay me to do. Try and hack their systems. When I’m successful, I then consult with them where they’re vulnerable and we devise a plan about what they can do to make their networks more secure.”
“So, you’re paid to hack into businesses?”
“Yeah.” She was quick to point out, “But by the businesses themselves.”
“Maybe we could talk later about how I could hire you.”
She quickly shut that idea down. “I’m taking a break from that right now and consulting on things like software application updates and network administration.”
That was probably for the best. Mixing business and pleasure had never worked out well for Liam in the past.
On the flip side, when you work fourteen-hour days, there weren’t a lot of opportunities to find “pleasure” outside of the office.
Maybe it was fate that brought Utah to him.
Or his horny libido when he attempted to hit on her sister.
But, he reasoned, if he hadn’t tried chatting up Dakota, the little honeybee wouldn’t be sitting in the passenger seat of his Mercedes. And the seatbelt fastened across her chest wouldn’t be drawing his attention to her perky breasts that he was dying to get his hands on and get the full weight of. Nor would her long, tan legs be in such stark contrast to the ivory leather seat of his S-Class.
Inside the store, Utah, with Phoebe’s assistance, helped him pick out everything the cocker spaniel was going to need at his house: multiple dog beds (“You don’t want to have to drag it from room to room, do you?”), dog dishes, toys, treats, brushes, a teal-colored, rhinestone-encrusted collar with matching leash (“Come on, she’s a little princess. She needs a collar that reflects that.”). Utah even used the engraving machine to create a rhinestone ID tag with Phoebe’s name and Liam’s information. He knew the second he saw his name listed as “owner” etched in metal, there was no going back.
Foster my ass.
Oh, and not to mention the fucking dog food he had to keep in the refrigerator.
Liam had handed the clerk his credit card without even looking at the total. It wasn’t like it mattered; he would have bought anything Utah wanted for the dog.
“You better not bail on me, now,” he quipped as they pushed the cart to his car. “I’m definitely going to need your help getting her acclimated.”
Utah ran her hand affectionately up and down his back while she held Phoebe’s leash in the other.
“I already told you, big guy. Whatever you need.”
He clicked the fob to open his trunk then turned to her with a raised eyebrow. “Whatever I need?”
She leaned forward, so her tits were pressed against his chest and enunciated, “Any. Thing.”
His cock was instantly hard, and he had to subtly adjust himself before he could unload their haul. She moved to help him, but he stopped her.
“Get in the car, I’ve got this. Why don’t you take a look at La Trattoria’s menu on your phone and figure out what you want so we can order before heading to the Wine Warehouse.”
He quickly loaded the trunk with the exception of one of the beds that he put in the backseat, but Phoebe made no attempt to lay in it. After returning the cart to the cart barn, he slid into the driver’s seat and found Utah staring at him with narrowed brown eyes.
“Are you always this good of a guy?”
“That’s… kind of a weird, random question.”
“No, I want to know. Are you always this nice?”
Oh, little bee, if you only knew.
He chuckled as he started the car but didn’t put it into drive.
