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Carm laughs, sitting next to Dom. “She’s hot. You hit that?”

I wasn’t prepared for the direct question. “No. I’m not you. I don’t drink from the company water cooler.”

“Mind if I drink from yours?” He turns to look at Annie, whose ass is facing us as she talks to Jake.

I pull up my email.

* * *

To: Annie Stewart ([emailprotected]electromail.com)

From: Lorenzo Mancini ([emailprotected])

Subject: Turn around

My brother is ogling your ass. Sit. Down.

* * *

I minimizethe screen again to make sure my brothers don’t look at what I’m doing.

“You lost the bet. It was yours to handle,” Dom says.

“Excuse me, I do have a job.”

“I think you’ve been banging some girl and that’s why you canceled on Sunday dinner.” Dom levels me with an intense stare.

Carm grins at me. “That was your assistant, wasn’t it?”

“Enough about Annie!” I yell.

I must’ve been loud, because Annie turns my way outside the door. I point at her computer. She rolls her eyes and disappears in the direction of the restrooms.

“You’re fucking her.” Carm chuckles.

“Get a fucking clue.” I give him my best “you’re insane” look, but these are my brothers. They know me better than anyone.

“We’re here for Blanca,” Dom tries to get us back on track and I couldn’t agree more.

“Technically, she didn’t ask for our help,” Carm chimes in.

I agree with him, but right now, I’m just thankful he’s off Annie.

My computer dings.

“We drove all the way over here. You can at least stop working for five minutes.” Dom blows out an annoyed breath.

I ignore him and sneak a glance at Annie. She’s back behind her desk. Good. Then I pull up the email she sent me.

* * *

To: Lorenzo Mancini (en[emailprotected])

From: Annie Stewart ([emailprotected]electromail.com)

Subject: RE: Turn Around

You’re delusional. He isn’t checking me out.

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