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to be by her side day and night. Not for what he had in mind. “This one’s on me.”
    Ben’s eyes widened. “I’ve never known you to pass up a dime. I guess your construction business really is back in the black.”
    “Yes, my business is back on track. Which you already knew because I told you yesterday not to call me for any more shifts. But that’s not it.”
    “Oh, I get it. You like her.” Ben nodded toward the door and licked his lips. “Yeah, that one has some fire. Her agent does too.”
    He squeezed his hand into a fist. He saved your life. He saved your life. He uncurled his hand. Still, he didn’t like where Ben was taking this conversation. “She and I have unfinished business. Leave it at that.”
    Ben stepped back and held up his palms in defense. “Whatever, dude. I’m just happy you’re willing to help me out. Besides, it’s only three days. She’s a little ol’ thing. How much trouble could she be?”
    Jack’s mouth fell into a tight line. Unfortunately, he already knew just how much trouble Miss Kamaria Wilson was going to be.

    “J ack is him?” Chastity gestured toward the door. “As in last night him ?”
    Jack. The name suited him. Strong. To the point. No fluff. And it sounded totally sexy when she’d screamed it while she came.
    The office door opened before Kamaria could get out another word. Her eyes connected with Jack’s. His eyes were on her as intently as they had been last night. Their one encounter clearly had not been enough for him either. She looked at the floor. This man was trouble for all the right reasons. “Follow me, ladies.”
    She felt safe again. She would gladly follow him anywhere. Preferably back to his bed. That was the problem. Shouldn’t she be mad at him for appointing himself her savior without consulting her first? The last thing she needed, on top of everything else, was some self-appointed, alpha-male knight-in-shining-armor. “Actually…”
    Chastity pulled her through the doorway. “Mari, don’t say another word. You’re over-thinking things again. Look at him. My gut says this guy is your real life hero.”
    In that moment, she was glad Chastity had badgered her into becoming her agent.
    She watched him scratch the back of his head as he walked. The movement emphasized how snug of a fit he had inside his suit jacket. Dear Lord, the man had a set of guns on him, and not the kind that shoot. Maybe going along with this cuckoo plan wouldn’t be so bad…
    But there was one problem. Chastity was liable to let anything fall out of her mouth. When it came to a good tidbit of gossip, she would never let it die.
    Ever.
    She grabbed Chastity’s arm and started to rush past Jack and Ben. “Let’s just go,” she mumbled.
    She took a quick glance back in Jack’s direction and her stomach flip-flopped. He mouthed the words “I got you.” Damn. He was a decent guy. Another shoulda-woulda-coulda. She turned back toward Chastity who, from the rueful smile on her face, had observed the entire moment that had passed between them.
    “No, I’ll lead you out.” Jack walked purposely ahead of them, brushing Kamaria in the process. “Navigating these hallways can be tricky.”
    Correction, a decent guy who was also a gentleman.
    “My word, he has a nice ass.” Chastity’s filter had left the building. Great.
    Jack almost stumbled as he turned around. He gave them both a funny look before his long legs carried him ahead of them.
    She groaned. “I don’t know why I bother telling you anything. The word ‘discreet’ doesn’t exist in your vocabulary.”
    “What’s the problem?” Chastity pried her fingers from her arm. “There’s enough sexual tension simmering between you two to totally justify another roll in the sheets. Am I right?”
    Like she would admit to fantasizing about re-enacting the closet scene from Scandal in that tiny security office? She watched his deliciously round, firm ass continue to stride ahead of them. How could