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of you running shirtless in a triathlon and sit back and watch the money roll in. Women love your body, man.”
    Miles flipped his brother off just as their sister Kate walked in, her daughter Emily in tow. “Oh, that’s a fine picture for a campaign ad,” she scoffed. “And you’re one to taunt, Gavin. I seem to recall you pimping your dimpled smile all over the home improvement channels a few months ago just to raise money to pay off Dad’s debt.”
    Gavin tilted the chair he was sitting in onto its back legs, crossing his arms over his chest. “Hey, it almost worked. And I did get a nice consolation prize in a gorgeous woman.” He grinned like a fool.
    â€œI’ll be sure and tell Ginger you think she’s a consolation prize,” Kate said, allowing Emily to slip out of her grasp. The six-year-old was draped in pieces of costumes presumably commandeered from the ballet studio. She wedged herself between Miles’ chair and the desk before scouring through the contents in the top drawer. Miles ran his hand over the wavy, soft, mahogany hair on his niece’s head, breathing in a familiar scent, as the child pulled out a paper clip and began to form it into the shape of a ring.
    â€œDid you take a bath in your grandmother’s perfume?” he asked.
    Emily giggled. “No, silly. I used the lotion at the inn.”
    Kate arched an eyebrow at Gavin. “You were supposed to be watching her, not letting her riffle through all the gift baskets meant for Mom’s guests.”
    â€œEmily, are you still alive?” Gavin asked. “Do you still have all your fingers and your toes? Your teeth?” Gavin’s words sounded so much like something their late father would say when he was tasked with keeping an eye on the flighty youngest McAlister sibling, Elle, that Miles’ chest seized for a moment.
    Emily giggled at the familiar line of questioning from her uncle. “Yes, sir.”
    Gavin shrugged. “See? No harm, no foul.”
    Kate smacked their brother on the shoulder before taking the seat next to Coy on the sofa. The younger man turned his back to her and continued to murmur into the phone. Kate shota wide-eyed look of wonder at Miles before rolling her eyes at Coy’s demeanor. “So, I assume we’re coming up with a new strategy here?”
    Miles bit back an aggravated groan. There was no “we” in his strategizing. As grateful as he was that his annoying siblings wanted to help, Miles needed a few minutes alone to think and regroup. He hadn’t had that since Tanya dropped her bombshell earlier that day. His messages to the governor had gone unanswered, making him a bit uneasy. Tanya’s slant on Miles’ leave of absence had been way off base; the governor had Miles’ back both personally and in the campaign. Still, it would have been nice to have some confirmation of that publicly before the interview aired. He needed to get everyone out of his office and get his boss on the line for some one-on-one planning.
    â€œYes, Governor, I’ll tell him,” he heard Coy say into his phone, the younger man’s words immediately snapping Miles to attention.
    What the hell?
Was the governor talking to the little pipsqueak legacy instead of returning Miles’ calls? The throbbing in his temples became a jackhammer. “Were you talking to Governor Rossi?” Miles managed to ask when Coy began packing up his laptops.
    The kid had the decency to blush slightly while he shoved the computers into a backpack. “Yes. He said to tell you he’ll call you at eight tonight. We’re working on a plan and some new platforms that will better help us to defeat Faye Rich in a head-to-head election.”
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are working on a plan?” Miles tamped down on his rapidly escalating annoyance. “Don’t you think I should be a part of that process, Coy?” The question was better directed at