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Logan’s chuckle was as lighthearted as he could make it, but there was a little fear in there too. And definitely some trepidation in his eyes.

Good. Fear wasn’t always a bad thing.

Clint turned back to all of them. “I guess we found our bartender. No need to post the job position anywhere. Does anybody have any more items to add to the agenda?”

They all shook their heads.

He nodded. “Meeting adjourned.”

Jagger picked up Logan’s backpack like it weighed nothing. “Come on, kid. Let me show you to the house. I’ll run through the rules on the walk up.” They were the first to leave, followed by Bennett. That left Wyatt, Dom, and Clint.

“You think what he said is the truth?” Wyatt asked.

Dom shoved his hands into his pockets. “I’m usually good at telling when people are lying … but after Nadine, I don’t fucking know. My Spidey sense is officially broken. So it’s up to you guys to determine if he is or not.”

“I think he’s telling the truth,” Clint said. “Kid has fucked up royally. Doesn’t mean he’s a write-off. We’ll give him a shot. He is family, after all. And we’ll see what comes of it.” Then he turned to Dom. “You need to address things with Chloe too. Make sure you’re on the same page and she’s not going to come after you for sexual harassment or anything. We can’t afford any more bad publicity for this place. Not after—”

“It wasn’t Vica’s fault,” Wyatt snapped.

“I know that. We all know that,” Clint said. “But, nevertheless, someone died here and that is affecting business, even though Chloe’s bartending skills are helping bring business back. We’re still suffering. And if we want to be able to afford this Christmas party you proposed, then we need to bring in more money.”

Wyatt exhaled. “I know. I know.”

Dom cracked his neck side to side. “I’m gonna go into the bar and start setting up for the day. Have Jagger send Logan my way once he’s all settled in.” Then he took leave of his brothers, his mind swimming, his heart confused, and his gut hollow with guilt.

How was he going to face Chloe again and not want to put his hands all over her?

Fuck. He’s screwed up, and now, the whole business was in jeopardy.

That was the last time he let his dick do the thinking.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Afteranendlessstreamof protesting on Chloe’s part, that staying in one of the cabins was a bad idea, she finally gave in. Brooke, Vica, and Justine wouldn’t take no for an answer. They said it was the best plan because then she was within walking distance to not only work, but her new friends too.

Chloe just kept thinking of how close in proximity she was now going to be to Dom.

Even though she was very distracted by the calamity of last night in the dorm, that didn’t stop her mind from wandering to spicy, saucy places when she finally fell asleep.

She woke up with soaked panties and her body on fire.

She hadn’t had sex like that in … ever.

The kind of sex that didn’t just rock your body, but also your soul.

Dom gave her just the right amount of rough and gentle. He took her like he couldn’t breathe or live another second without being inside of her. And yet, she’d never felt more safe or desired.

Only, when her alarm went off that morning, reminding her that he was her boss and they absolutely could not make that mistake again, she was brutally chucked back into reality and the fact that her privacy has been invaded last night, and she needed to find a new place to live.

New friends to the rescue.

Fortunately.

Unfortunately.

So, after yoga, with everything she owned already in her car, she followed Brooke, Vica, and Justine back to the pub and met with Bennett outside the office where he gave her a key and showed her to her new cabin.

“And good news,” Justine added, as they all carried some of her stuff to the cabin, “it’s not the haunted cabin.”

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