Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Scowling, I asked, “What? They don’t think my dad can handle himself anymore? That’s bullshit, Baker. Hell, he trained Seth!”
“Voice down!” Baker hissed. “We’re being undercover spies, remember? Damn…I think they’re onto me.”
“Forget that! Tell me why they don’t think my dad’s capable of doing the job.”
“No, it’s not that. Both Eli and Seth are pissed at Samantha for not following protocol on how to handle new clients. I’m pretty sure that Sam must have pulled your dad for the job without discussing the details with anybody…including Landon.”
“I don’t get it. Why would she do that? Dad’s handled all the work out of this office for the past couple of years.” I turned around to glare at Eli’s sister. “She was never around that much until you showed up, Baker. Do something with her!”
“Shit. Here they come. Look busy,” Baker said as he immediately rolled his chair back to his desk, whistling in an over-exaggerated way that did absolutely nothing to convince Seth, Eli, and Sam that he hadn’t been eavesdropping on their conversation. When he looked over his shoulder and flashed a naughty grin at Seth, he looked as guilty as sin.
“Cute, Baker,” Sam snapped. “Your husband may not know about your unusual talents, but I remember them quite well. That was a private conversation, and I don’t appreciate your nosiness.”
Seth snorted. “Actually, I know damn well about his unusual talents…they may just may not be the ones you’re referring to.” He leaned down and kissed Baker’s lips. “Do you have bionic hearing or something as equally sexy?”
“Lip reading. I’m really good at it.”
“Good to know.”
Sam rolled her eyes. “Get a room, for fuck’s sake! This is a professional business!”
Eli leaned down to kiss me. When he stood back up, totally oblivious to the fact that the lip-on-lip contact had caused my insides to start simmering like a volcano about to erupt, he countered his sister with, “Actually, if this was a totally professional business, you would have told your friend that working with us would be conflict of interest for you, but that you could refer her to someone.”
“It isn’t a conflict of interest because Landon will be doing the job, not me. He doesn’t know the family at all,” she shot right back.
“It’s obviously a conflict of interest because the job has already made you break several of your own company rules—the rules you wrote yourself.”
Damn, my man was a total badass.
“You’re fired,” Sam snapped before she turned away and sashayed her curvy ass toward my father’s empty office. When she reached the door, she looked over her shoulder and said, “Seth, hire Eli back and then give him his next case file. And all of you need to stop questioning my decisions. Landon will be more than capable of keeping my godson safe. You know damn well that Cynthia is my best friend in the world and that Landon and I have worked together for years. There’s no way I would do anything to endanger either one of them. On top of that, I love Jinx more than the three of you put together, so you know I’ll move heaven and earth to keep him safe!”
With that, she disappeared into Landon’s office and slammed the door hard enough that I feared the glass might shatter. Seconds later, the drapes slowly descended to cocoon her from Eli and Seth’s arguments.
“That’s not my biggest concern,” Eli muttered. “I’m more worried about who’s going to protect Landon from Jinx.”
“Who’s Jinx?” Baker asked.
I felt my eyes grow round as saucers. “Are you talking about the Jinx? The famous fashion model?” I spun around and looked at Baker in disbelief. “Surely you’ve heard of him? He’s the top-paid male model in the fashion industry!”
Baker barked out a laugh. “Nope. Sorry. Remember, I was totally straight until a few months ago. Straight guys don’t normally follow the fashion industry as closely as they should.” He shrugged. “At least, I didn’t.”
Determined to show Baker what he’d been missing, I opened my bottom desk drawer and started fumbling through some magazines until I found the one I wanted. When I found it, I gave out a victory whoop and sifted the pages, searching for one of my most favorite pics of Jinx. He’d been posing for one of the top leather designers in the world—which made the photos sexier than fuck. After I found it, I pushed it into Baker’s face and said, “That’s Jinx. Yummy.”
Eli tried to snatch the magazine out of my hand, but Baker beat him to it. After ogling the page for a few minutes, Baker whistled and said, “I’d do him.”
Seth snatched the magazine from Baker’s hand, handed it to Eli, and said, “That’s four, Baker…and it isn’t even nine o’clock yet.”
Baker’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “I know. Better rest up, old man. You’re gonna be busy tonight.”