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nuts? This man betrayed her love. He’d chosen someone else and left her behind. Plus, she had to think of Nox’s wellbeing. If she’d truly been named his godmother, she took the job seriously. Her mother had abandoned her and Nox’s mother had died. Lennox wanted to be there for him and give them both something they’d never had; the bond between mother and child. She didn’t have time to imagine being burned to erotic ashes by Garrett. But it would be nice, real nice, if she did.
    Completely unaware of her leg-humping daydreams, Garrett continued. “Then I accept Ian’s directive.” He growled deep in his throat. “The one directive to do with my son, that is.”
    “Why?” Lennox collected herself enough to ask.
    Ian leaned against the desk, facing away from her. “I’d like to know why you’re giving in so easily as well.”
    Ian looked absolutely delicious too, with his ass plumped up on her desk and his folded arms showing off the muscles through his shoulders. If Garrett didn’t want the job, she didn’t mind if Ian ripped her skirt off and—
    Seriously? As soon as she got them out of her office she’d go online and order something battery operated to take the edge off. Maybe she should get some of that KY Intense stuff too.
    Garrett gave her a long look, like he could read her mind. He shook his head before going on. “We’re all members of a certain fraternity. Our fraternity has rules I can’t avoid. I’ll prove to Ian my son is being raised well and in a manner that denies no part of his heritage. After that I’ll put this town in my rearview.”
    “Settled,” Ian said. Both men stood and clasped forearms.
    Not hardly. Lennox huffed loud enough to share her pique. She needed more assurance than a handshake and polite words. “Settled my ass.”
    Ian inclined his head and moistened his lower lip. “I could do that. Just holler. Or maybe holler during.”
    Garrett dropped his grip on Ian’s forearm. “You’re determined to fuck with me, aren’t you?”
    With a wicked chuckle, Ian asked, “What’s it got to do with you, Wolfman?”
    Lennox wouldn’t mind an answer to that question. Garrett tended to be protective of her, even though she took good care of herself. In college he’d been allowed to make fun of her tomboy ways but if others teased her, they did so at the risk of becoming victims of Garrett’s notorious practical jokes. And his pranks were preferable to his fists.
    “I don’t have time for this,” Lennox said. “No more beast wars when Nox is around. Agreed?” They nodded and she remembered to breathe. “Good. Get out.”
    Ian laughed on the way to the door but Garrett watched her for a minute too long. Something feral danced in his eyes. She shuddered. Seemingly shaken by her reaction, Garrett pushed off her desk and followed Ian to the door.
    “Wait. How did you guys do that thing with your eyes? What was that?”
    “We’ll tell you one day,” Ian said, without turning around. Garrett gruffed in agreement. The door closed with a soft swish.
    One. Two. Three. Lennox bit down on her fist and let loose a silent scream. Two billionaire bad boys had just run amuck through her diner. Ian actually qualified as a multi-millionaire but semantics didn’t matter. She might die from the stress. She imagined her biography ending with “Horniness the silent killer”. How could two men piss her off so bad while turning her on so much?
    A knock sent her into a skirt-straightening fury while she shoved her sexual frustration into a mental desk drawer. “C’mon,” she squeaked.
    In walked Garrett. The heat in the room ratcheted up higher. Holy hell, this man. Somebody save her. Former feelings and current arousal were trying to knock her out.
    “Look, Elle, I know you don’t want me here but I’m stuck for a while.” He raked the sexy scruff on his chin. “I’m pissed off and I’m frustrated. I’m going to help out in the kitchen since you’re short with Jules