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pushed open her office door.
    And, yep, there he was, sprawled in her chair, boots up on her desk, hands folded behind his head as he sat there, contemplating the universe.
    Her universe.
    He’d asked for Sally, which made no sense. Did he really not know Sally had never come back here? Did she really have that unexpected advantage?
    â€œG’day,” he said when she walked in, a charming smile on his lips, his eyes half-lowered, his fawn-colored hair fashionably shaggy. “Ready to talk, are you?”
    She took one look at the long, lean, hard length of him and shut the door behind her. No need for everyone to hear the unavoidable argument heading her way. “Get out of my chair.”
    A smile quirked about his lips. She was amusing him. “Ah, now that’s not very sweet.”
    She put her hands on her hips, daring him to take a good look. “Do I look sweet to you?”
    His eyes heated suggestively as he ran them over her. She was covered from head to toe, for God’s sake, but he made her feel…naked.
    â€œWell, actually—”
    â€œNever mind!” she said crossly. “Just get out of my office.”
    â€œYour office?” He looked around, the leather of her chair crinkling with his weight. “That’s funny. I remember this as Sally’s office.”
    Crap . “I’m using it in her absence.”
    â€œSo where is she, on vacation? Swindling or conning her latest victim out of his money?”
    She couldn’t tell him Sally wasn’t around. With that deed, he might feel like taking over right here and now.
    If it was legit .
    She thought of Dimi, of Char and Al, Ritchie and Kellan, Danny, their mechanic…all like family to her. She couldn’t lose the reins now and let anything happen to the life they’d all built here.
    Then what he said slowly sank in. “Sally never swindled or conned a soul in her life. Apparently, she left that to your father.”
    Had his eyes been sleepy and sexy only a moment ago? They went cold as ice as he slowly uncoiled and rose to his full height, coming around the desk toward her, six feet plus of pure rough-and-tumble attitude. “Leave my father out of this,” he said very quietly.
    She dug in her heels and refused to back up. Which put them in each other’s breathing space. He was at least a head taller than she, smelled warm and sexy, and seemed to be built entirely of perfectly toned muscle.
    And yet it wasn’t any of that that stopped her, but the fierce, protective look in his eyes. This wasn’t the rangy, trouble-filled, wickedly smiling Bo who’d been caught with his hands up a woman’s skirt, but a man with passion and a deep capacity for emotion. Leave his father out of this? How was that possible? It had been Eddie Black who set in motion a chain of events they were still dealing with all these years later.
    â€œThen let’s leave Sally out of it.”
    He was already shaking his head. “No can do, darlin’.”
    â€œThat deed is fake.”
    â€œSally will tell you the truth.”
    Oh, God. Sally wasn’t going to show up to tell her anything. Which meant he was going to hang out here forever. “How about I call you when she arrives?”
    â€œHow about I’m not budging until I talk to her?” He took one more step, putting them toe to toe. “And while we’re at it, who’s running the show without her?”
    â€œMe.” She had to tip her head up to look into his eyes, damn him. She raised her gaze past his broad shoulders, past his throat, past his jaw, which hadn’t seen a razor today and maybe not yesterday, either, to those mesmerizing green eyes that promised he was up to no good. “ I’m running the show. Why?”
    â€œBecause you’re doing a shitty job of it. Your café should be filled with locals but the oven isn’t running. Your fuel pump’s a mess, you’re