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“Sorry, what’s up?” Enzo relaxes in the corner of his couch, loosening his tie.
“She-devil just stole one of my clients while he was on his way up to sign listing papers with me.”
“And?” Enzo asks.
I hate that love has mellowed him out. He no longer runs on high like Dom and me. It’s annoying as fuck.
“And it’s my business. So I was talking to Annie… we need to sneak in there and destroy the place so they evict her, or maybe we complain to the landlord that strange men are coming and going at all times.” I’m still thinking of how to orchestrate this when Enzo and Annie burst out laughing.
“We’re not fifteen, Carm,” Enzo says once his laugh is stifled enough that he can speak.
I point at Annie and stand from the couch. “You ruined him.”
“Me?” Her eyes dart to Enzo as though she’s telling him to deal with his brother.
“Yes. He would’ve been on board with this before you. But you and your body and your constant sex has put him in some orgasm-filled hypnosis.”
Annie’s eyes widen, and she bites her lower lip to stop herself from reacting. “I’m… sorry?”
I roll my eyes. “You should be.”
“Handle it like an adult, brother.” Enzo doesn’t even look at me. He pats the couch next to him, eyeing Annie.
She shakes her head. He pats again.
“I’m out of here. I’ll leave you two to play your cat-and-mouse sex games. Thanks for nothing.”
Laughter rings out of them both until the door shuts behind me. Their employees watch me leave.
“Put your earbuds in, folks. Enzo’s about to crown Annie employee of the month again.”
They laugh because they can’t be so naïve they don’t know what’s going on in that office during work hours.
As I leave the Mancini Agency and step into the hallway, she steps out too.
The she-devil.
The hallway is long, but she must feel my seething eyes on her because she stays in place instead of heading to the elevators. For a moment, I wonder if this is what it felt like, back in the Wild West, to be in a standoff with your hand on the gun.
Then her heels click on the floor as she makes her way toward me and the elevator. I step forward and match her pace, not willing to be outdone by her, even on this.
“I think we need to get a few things straight.”
She giggles. “Carmelo Mancini, I presume?” She smiles and extends her hand when we both reach the elevator. “Huh. I thought…” She inspects me, her eyes moving down and up, then leaning around my body to gain another view. “So you used a body double for the billboards, huh?”
She just amped this fight up another notch.
