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“And who says Adam’s arrogant?”

I faked a laugh and shook my head. “Name a rich man who isn’t.” I couldn’t believe I was even having this kind of conversation. It wasn’t something that happened where I came from. Then again, nothing happened where I came from.

Well, at least nothing anyone openly talked about.

“Arrogant can be sexy.” Kate popped up her right shoulder and fanned her face a little. “Give me an alpha any day. I’m gonna go talk to him.”

I watched Kate stride Adam’s way in her copper-red heels and fitted black dress. She was definitely attractive. I couldn’t imagine Adam not being interested. Of course, he probably wasn’t even available. And then, there were likely to be workplace rules against fraternizing.

These possibilities didn’t seem to disturb Kate. It wasn’t even nine in the morning yet, and she’d already set her sights on the owner.

I looked to the door as a tall, lithe man with white hair, a sharp, pointed nose, and greener than green eyes clapped his hands and rubbed them together as he moved to the center of the room. “Is this my new group?” he asked Adam.

Adam held a coffee mug to his lips, his eyes capturing mine. I cleared my throat, and he released his heated gaze, raising his mug toward the white-haired guy.

“Well, I’m John,” the man said. “You all ready to get started?”

CHAPTER SIX

ADAM

The twenty-page report about logistical issues from our manufacturer in Beijing, where Da was currently on a business trip, was giving me a headache. I had too many other things on my mind.

The fight Friday night kept entering my head. Every punch. The blood that had painted the floors—my friend’s blood.

I dropped the papers in my hand, shut my eyes, and steadied my hands on the desk, trying to force the images from my head.

“You all right, bro?”

I pushed back in my chair, snapping my eyes open, and looked at Sean. His pale blue eyes were on me as I loosened the knot of my tie. Was it hot in here? I rose to my feet, unsnapped the buttons on my vest and flung it on the couch near my desk.

“Adam?”

I gripped the back of my neck and came around in front of my desk. “I’m fine.”

“And you expect me to believe that?” He tossed a file on the stack on my desk and slumped down in the chair in front of me.

I shrugged. “No, I guess not.” I laughed a little. I was never good at keeping secrets from him. We were fraternal twins and, although we were nothing alike, he had a knack for reading my damn mind.

“You tell Ma about Les yet?” Sean straightened his blue tie and cracked his neck, looking up at me.

“No.” I started fidgeting with my sleeves and rolled them to my elbows. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. She’ll barrel straight to the hospital and give him one of her lectures. And I already gave him a mouthful.”

“Good. You know how dangerous fighting is.” He wet his lips, and his brow wrinkled. “What were you even doing there? I thought you didn’t—”

“I don’t,” I yelled. “But Les called me just before the fight. He knew he shouldn’t have been fighting that prick, and I tried to talk him out of it, but he’s a stubborn arse.”

“He’s lucky to be alive. Does he know that?”

“I sure as hell hope so.”

Sean nodded. “Good. Then maybe he won’t be so stupid as to set foot in another ring again.” He looked back over his shoulder as a group of people started past the clear glass walls of my office and paused outside. “New interns?” His eyes found mine as he clapped his hands together and popped to his feet.

“Sean.” But it was too late—he was already rushing to the door.

I followed after him and stood in the doorframe, watching as he greeted the group.

“How’s it going, John?” I asked quietly as Sean sputtered a few words about the company, giving the little speech he gave every year.

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