Page 80 of Seduced By the Werewolves

“What are you going to do about your job?” Aisling asks.

“I’ve been looking.” I shrug. “There’s not much out there right now that I’m qualified for.”

My friends frown in unison. “You’re under-selling yourself,” Hannah says. “You’re so much more qualified than you think you are. You basically ran Bosley’s operation.”

She has no idea.

“Hey.” Aisling snaps her fingers. “What about that boyfriend of yours? Who owns the landscaping company? You complained a bunch last time that their business acumen is... lacking.”

I stiffen up. Right. My friends still think there’s just one.

“I wasn’t being entirely truthful last time we talked.”

“What do you mean?” asks Hannah. “About the boyfriend? Is he not real?”

I accidentally burst out in a laugh. “No, no. He’s real. It’s just, um, there’s more than one of them.”

At their wide-eyed, slack-jawed faces, I finally explain everything—minus the werewolf part. Hannah and Aisling are both completely silent until I finish the story about how Eli destroyed Mr. Bosley’s yard.

“Did he drive a tractor over it or something?” Aisling shakes her head. “Insane.”

“Sure,” I say. “A tractor.”

“That’s incredible, Tiff.” Hannah gestures to the waiter. “Can I buy her a beer, please? This girl has four entire boyfriends. Four of them!”

The waiter doesn’t know what to make of this but gives a nod of approval before going off to retrieve my drink.

“Seems like a foregone conclusion to me,” Aisling says after a time.

“What does?” I ask.

“That you’d run their business for them. These guys clearly have no idea what they’re doing—and you do.”

I blanch. “There’s no way I could run a whole company!”

“Why not?” Hannah pouts. “I’m sure it would be a walk in the park for you after everything you did for Bosley.”

I actually consider the idea. I know how to manage projects, true. I’ve handled ordering and inventory. Scheduling is second nature and communicating with clients was most of what I did for Mr. Bosley.

“They really do need help,” I hedge.

“Exactly!” Aisling slaps me on the shoulder. “I bet they’d take you up on it in a heartbeat.”

“And then you’d get even more hours with them,” Hannah says, waggling her eyebrows. “I bet four guys take up a lot of your, um, time.”

I think about the other night, when we all gathered on Leon’s huge bed, and my face must turn red as a beet because my friends giggle.

“I’ll pitch it,” I finally say. It would be the ideal solution. “And see what they say.”

I’m nervous when I bring the idea to the guys. Maybe they don’t really need or want my help. What if I’m inserting myself somewhere I don’t belong?

But after I finish my pitch, Jace is overjoyed.

“Holy shit,” he says. “That’s the best idea anyone’s ever had!”

“You do know how to do everything we don’t,” adds Quinn. “Bookkeeping, organizing, tracking jobs and clients…”

“I know it would be like babysitting a bunch of idiots,” says Leon, taking both my hands, “but we would absolutely love to have you take care of business.”

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