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She blinks at him. “Months?”

“I shouldn’t have said that.” He cringes.

There’s a long, agonizing pause, then she shakes her head and laughs. “Are you going to kill me?”

“What?” His eyes go comically wide. “Gosh, no.”

Gosh. This fucking kid. Except he’s not a kid, he’s a grown man, but he’s closer in age to Emily than to me, and it shows.

She shrugs. “Then I guess I want to hear the story about how you know all about me, and I have no clue who you are. As long as it’s not creepy.”

I clear my throat. “Wyatt’s a puppy dog.” The least I can do is vouch for my employee. “The best young man you’ll ever meet.”

The horniest too, but that’s just because he’s never gotten laid.

She gives us a careful, measured look, then nods and heads into the kitchen.

Wyatt turns on me, his gaze full of fire. “What are you doing?”

I honestly don’t know. But holy fuck. The tight little body, the bright eyes just as wild as Wyatt’s, and the stubborn lift of her chin…it all works for me. Too well.

She’s Wyatt’s, by all rights. He saw her first. He’s waited for her, listened to me when I told him he had to stand down, even though he’s never been with a woman, and deep down, he knew he’d been saving himself for Emily.

He told me that, straight up. As if it made any sense in the world. I told him to shut it down, because he couldn’t hit on her when she was a student and we were working on her dorm.

I cockblocked him.

Now, I want to haul her into my arms. And given the way he’s tensed up beside me, he wants to do the same.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Maybe I can’t have her. But I can spend some time with her and facilitate the big dope beside me finally having his chance.

“I’m just being friendly,” I tell him. “Grab the food. It’s time to eat.”

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