Page 45 of Business vs. Pleasure

“Right,” Ricardo said. “So if NightRaven has admin access, or he has an in with someone who has that access, it’s possible he can see which jobs we’re taking.”

“Which means if we do this job after it’s been assigned to someone else on RateYourHit,” August said, apparently catching on, “and he doesn’t interfere, then we’ll know how he’s been finding us.”

“Exactly. If he’s out to fuck with us—with August and Ricardo—then he won’t be interested in this hit once it’s been assigned to another profile.”

August quirked his lips. “But what if the person it’s assigned to tries to fulfill the hit?”

Ricardo grinned. “That won’t be an issue.”

Interest and wariness both sparked in August’s expression. “Oh yeah?”

Nodding, Ricardo said, “The job has been assigned to a ghost.”

August’s eyes widened. “Wait, how did we get it assigned to a ghost?”

Ricardo gestured at his phone. “I made a fake profile.”

“You—like just now?”

“Well, while I was supposed to be packing your luggage.”

August blinked. “But those take days to approve.”

“Not when you have dirt on the site owner.”

It was far more satisfying than it should’ve been to catch August off guard like that. The bewildered WTF? expression was delicious. “You… have dirt. On the owner of RateYourHit.”

Ricardo shrugged unrepentantly. “Well, maybe less dirt and just that he owed me a favor.”

August’s eyes glinted with mischief. “Oh yeah? You blew him and he didn’t reciprocate? Because he’d definitely owe you after that.”

“Uh, no. He’s not my type.”

“So… what did you do for him?” August inclined his head. “Come on. You know the curiosity is going to keep me up all night.”

Ricardo flashed him a grin. “I do, yes!” Then he got up and headed for the bathroom. “I’m going to go take a shower.”

“What?” August squawked. “Oh, come on! You can’t just leave me hanging like that!”

Ricardo turned around. “I can’t? Because I’m pretty sure I just did.”

August swore at Ricardo’s back until the bathroom door closed. He probably kept swearing after that, but Ricardo didn’t hear it. Chuckling to himself, Ricardo stripped off his clothes and got into the shower.

Unsurprisingly, by the time he got out, August hadn’t let it go.

And in fact, he’d brought out the big guns. So to speak.

When Ricardo stepped out of the bathroom, all the luggage had been relocated to the floor, and August was lying in the middle of the bed. Completely naked. Fully hard. Stroking himself and looking right at Ricardo with a challenge in his expression.

“Let’s make a deal.” He narrowed his eyes. “You tell me why the owner of RateYourHit owed you a favor, and we’ll fuck tonight.”

Of course, Ricardo hadn’t bothered with so much as a towel around his waist, and his traitorous dick was giving away how much he wanted what was laid out in front of him.

August grinned triumphantly and bit his lip. “So… tell me.”

Ricardo was admittedly caught off-guard for a few beats, but he caught up. Approaching the bed, he asked, “How do you know it’s anything interesting? Maybe I just did some IT work for him.”

August guffawed. “Pretty sure he’d have leverage on you for introducing six types of malware onto his computer.”