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“See what I mean?” He laughed and stepped into the office right in front of me, rubbing his arm. “Watch out, somebody pissed in his cornflakes.”
“What’s going on?” Diesel asked.
“I had a visitor last night.” I scrubbed a hand over my face and prepared to tell them I’d roped us into… something.
Gio laughed and shook his head as we all sat down. “All these dramatics just to let us know you got laid? Unbelievable.”
“Not that kind of visitor. And why the fuck would I be grumpy if I got laid, dumbass?”
Gio snorted and shrugged. “Oh, yeah. Good point.”
I sighed. “Nah, Peyton Brooks appeared on my doorstep in the middle of the night,” I said, and then launched into the past few hours of my life. “And she asked for my help.”
Diesel frowned. “Why you?”
“She knows Nolo,” I hedged.
“Yeah, cos she used to date him.” Gio, the little shit, couldn’t keep his mouth shut. “Rocked his world for, like, five minutes before she dumped the poor kid.”
“Oh, that girl, the heartbreaker,” Diesel said in an ominous tone. “That’s fucked up.”
“Yep,” I said, as I leaned back in my chair. “That about sums it up.”
“Still nothing on the message you sent last night,” Slate offered with an apologetic shrug. “The guy covered his tracks well, but not so good that I can’t figure out who he is. It’ll just take some time.”
“Thanks, brother.”
“Do you plan to tell Nolo that his ex is living with you?” Diesel watched me a little too closely and I wondered if he could somehow see how badly I wanted Peyton.
“Fuck no. He’ll try to play hero to impress her or pull some shit and get himself killed.” I turned to Gio with a serious expression. “Don’t say shit to him about this. I mean it, you little snitch.”
“I won’t,” he promised. “But you can’t keep it from him forever, and he’s gonna be pissed when he finds out.”
“I don’t need to hide it forever, just long enough to find out where the threat is coming from.” Nolo stopped over from time to time, so it wasn’t going to be a secret, just a fact he didn’t know for as long as possible.
“We’ll help track this guy down,” Diesel decided. “Maybe it’ll garner us some goodwill with Cross. But it’s probably best you keep her at your house for now. The fewer people who know where she is, the better.”
I clenched my jaw hard. “Yeah, I guess.”
“No one who knows her has any reason to think she’d be at your place or here, and right now, surprise is the one thing we have going for us. Slate will keep digging into the text message and I’ll go talk to Cross, see what I can get out of him. I’ll update the rest of the brothers at church.”
“So about all those encrypted files—” Slate started, but Diesel cut him off before he could finish.
“Yes, you still have to work on those. Meeting adjourned.”
Slate slumped in his chair with a sigh. “Great.”
I hated that Diesel’s words sent a wave of relief pulsing through me, but they did. I got to have Peyton around a little longer, even if all I could do was look at her.
Peyton was my son’s ex-girlfriend, so nothing could happen between us. Nothing would happen. She was just someone I was protecting, that was all. I was her bodyguard and her roommate, nothing more. She was someone who needed help, not a redheaded temptress with curves for days and pouty lips I couldn’t stop thinking about being wrapped around my cock while those big blue eyes danced with mischief.
***
She made dinner.
I came home from a long day, and there she was in those tight booty shorts and a loose-fitting tank top, hair up in a messy red bun, and cooking for me. Peyton fucking made me dinner. And dessert. Not just any dessert, but a rich and chocolatey devil’s food cake. My favorite. How she knew, I had no idea, which only made things—especially my cock—harder than ever. I couldn’t focus. Couldn’t concentrate on anything but the woman with the sweet smile and sexy curves.
“You don’t have to cook for me.”
