Ramagos, Tonya - Strictly Accountable [Stud Service 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Online Free PDF Page B

care of everything until then. She never lived a dishonest day in her life. Pop took over after her death, and that’s apparently when everything went to shit. I looked through the stuff you’ve got there myself, Sabrina. Even I could see from the bank statements and paperwork that the numbers aren’t jiving.”
    She regarded him with an expression of mixed humor and understanding. “Then you aren’t as dumb as a fence post after all.”
    “He was stashing. Even a fence post could figure that out. It looks like 2005 was the year he started. He didn’t even wait for the dirt to harden in Mom’s grave.”
    “Where is the money now?”
    “Still in the accounts. I haven’t touched a penny.” Brody laughed scornfully. “Hell, I’m not even sure how to access money in an offshore account.”
    “Same as you would any other, with a few extra security measures, I’m sure.”
    Brody held her gaze for a long moment. Anger at his father collided with a demonic need to possess the woman staring back at him. Trouble came in the sense that it didn’t stop there, not the anger or the need. Both ran deep in his system. He could handle the anger and find other avenues to let it out. Taking Sabrina, possessing her and showing her all the dark pleasures forming in his mind wouldn’t be done in a night.
    “Bottom-line it for me,” he finally said. “Can you get it straight?” Damned if he could. He understood the desire in his cock, but the tightness in his chest didn’t make a damned bit of sense.
    “Oh, I can straighten it out.” Her steady tone only added more weight to her obvious confidence. “It’s going to take some time, but yeah, I can do it.”
    “Do what you’ve got to do. I offered you triple time and I’ll keep my end. I can pay you however many hours it takes. I think,” he added because, damn, what if Holt’em Up Ranch wasn’t as well off as he thought?
    Sabrina’s grin spread and his world shifted. “You’re not broke, Brody.”
    “Well, that’s a hell of a relief. Are we talking not broke now? Because I knew that much. Or are we talking about after Uncle Sam snatches whatever is rightfully his plus some?”
    “Hmm.” The way she chewed her bottom lip as she sat up straighter and began shuffling through the statements and returns he’d laid out for her made his dick whimper for attention. “The IRS is going to attach some hefty penalties. The size of the offset will determine exactly how much. I’ve got to do some more digging, but my understanding so far is there will be a twenty percent penalty for each tax year we amend. The amount of that penalty is determined by the amount of the underpayment for each year. Then there is the tax itself and the interest accrued.”
    Brody pushed out a hard breath. “At this rate I might have to find another way to pay you.” Something moved through her eyes, a quick suggestive flash he knew he wouldn’t have seen if he hadn’t been looking right at her. Heat rapidly followed the flash, and he couldn’t decide if he sparked her temper or stroked her sexual curiosity. She wanted him. He knew women, recognized the signs, and didn’t doubt for a second she had been entertaining some wild and wicked thoughts about him. He also guessed that the depths of those thoughts and wants scared her. Because he didn’t want her to run away with her tail tucked between her amazing legs, he added, “That might have come out wrong.”
    “Might have?”
    Oh, yeah, curiosity got her along with a prod to her temper. He decided not to press too hard just yet. “You’re saving my ass, Sabrina.”
    “Maybe I happen to think your ass is worth saving.”
    Brody couldn’t stop the slow grin that curved his lips. “Do you, now?”
    Sabrina rolled her eyes. “Down boy.” Her chiding hinted with a promising confession he didn’t miss but chose to let slide.
    She rubbed the back of her neck and glanced at her wristwatch. “Wow! It’s after noon already. I need to