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“Nope. You need to sign off on the Goyer account. Shipment leaves at twenty-two hundred today.”

I groaned.

“Quit your bitching,” he said. “You’re already in the car so you’re, what? Five minutes away?”

“Hey, Ellis,” I said flatly.

“If you’re gonna tell me to eat a bag of dicks, I’ll leave that up to you.”

I snorted. “Believe me, if they sold ’em in bags, I would.”

He laughed. “You’re so gross.”

“You started it.”

“See ya when you get here. Oh, and Jeremiah,” Ellis said. I could hear the smile in his voice. “Tell me, does Tully—”

I hit End Call so damn fast I hurt my finger. “Sorry about that,” I said. “Whatever he was about to say was going to be embarrassing and more than likely rude.”

He smiled at me. “Would you really eat dicks from a bag?”

Laughing, I changed lanes and headed toward the depot. It really wasn’t far, and now that it was about to happen, the idea of Jeremiah meeting Ellis kinda gave me a thrill. We’d been so busy at his new office, and in the bedroom, everythin’ else just kinda got ignored.

“This won’t take more than a minute or two,” I said, pulling into the depot yard. I lowered my window and slowed down at the gate, waved through when the security guard saw it was me.

Jeremiah stared at the cargo ships and the shipping containers, and at the famous knight logo. Then he turned to me, stunned. “This is you?”

“Nope, this is my mum and dad’s business. I just work here.”

“But this is... you never said you were one of Australia’s major freighting companies.”

I snorted. “It’s just work to me.” I drove up to the admin building and into my parking spot, then shut off the engine. “Come on inside. It won’t take a minute.”

He looked horrified. “You want me to come in with you?”

“Sure. I know you’ve been travellin’ all day, but you can meet Ellis, and then you can confirm, once and for all, that I’m by far the better-looking brother.” I grinned for good measure. “If you could say that to his face, that’d be great. If you don’t mind, that is.”

I got out and went to his side of the car and opened his door for him. “Come on, he won’t bite. He’ll be on his best behaviour, I promise.” I waited for him to get out of the car, closed the door, and slung my arm over his shoulders as we walked toward the main building. “If he’s not, I’ll kick his arse.”

“You wish you could kick my arse.”

I stopped in my tracks and pulled Jeremiah to a stop with me, my arm around his shoulders falling to his waist...

Because there, now standin’ in a neat little welcoming line at the front of the building, was Ellis—wearing a shit-eating grin.

And my parents.

I was gonna kill my brother.

CHAPTER TWO

JEREMIAH

When Tully stopped walking,I knew something was wrong. He’d stopped dead, his arm fell from my shoulders, and his fingers gripped my waist.

There were three people waiting for us, it would seem. The reason Tully froze.

One man, maybe early thirties, who looked a great deal like Tully. Only he was wearing suit pants and a shirt, and his blond hair was short.

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