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“I will not sleep with you, Brock. I really hope that you didn’t have your hopes too high on that.” As she said the words there was a faint blush that colored her cheeks and something in her eyes and said that her words weren’t quite fact. I’d been around enough women to know when there was a spark of desire between us.

Unfortunately, Tyler stopped it for us.

“Stop you two. We’re having a good breakfast, let’s not ruin it with your squabbling. We’ve got to get along for a while”—he looked directly at me—“and I doubt the bickering will help our guest be productive with the novel she’s working on.”

Genevieve turned her head and looked over at Tyler and smiled, if I wasn’t mistaken it was a flirty smile at that. “Thank you. I appreciate that.”

“Don’t mind Brock, he can be a little too flirty for his own good.”

She looked back at me and cocked a brow. “So, you’re the playboy out of the two of you that I need to watch out for, huh.”

“Tyler is overstating.” I looked over at Tyler and he caught my stare. His look told me exactly what was on his mind—she was off-limits.

Well, we’d see about that. Him denying me made her forbidden fruit, and that only made me want her more.