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“You’ve been using your hand too, I presume?”

“Hell no! I have toys, porn, and a vivid imagination to get me off. Worst case scenario, I can call Santiago when he flies into town. I’m a woman of means,” I tease.

“And for that...you will be punished,” he growls, pulling his fingers through his beard.

12 – AMBROSE

“Does anyone have any further questions?” I ask.

“No.”

I nod and watch everyone pack their items to leave the conference room.

“Brynlee. A moment, please.”

In mid-rise from her seat, she pauses, looks around, and then sits back down again.

I wait until everyone has left the conference room, walk to the door, and close it.

Leaning against the door with my arms folded, I watch her.

“Was there something you wanted with me? I have a ton of work to do before I get out of here this afternoon.”

Alessandro and Marco are funding a night out in Atlanta for the executive and senior management team to celebrate the finalization of our contract.

“How are you getting up there?”

With a one-shoulder shrug, she says, “Driving.”

“I can get you there quicker.”

“Yeah? How’s that?”

“Greyson’s going to be there. He offered the use of his private plane.”

Her eyes widen, and then she shakes her head. “I’ll be fine.”

“Seriously? You won’t take a free flight? Why not?”

“Driving gives me time to think.”

“About?”

“A lot. A lot is going on in my life right now.”

“I’ll have to fix that.”

“I doubt you can do that,” she says, tucking her chin and looking at her phone.

“Bryn.”

Her head jerks up at my sharp tone. “Come here,” I command.

She takes her time walking to me.

“Take off your panties.”

“Ambrose.”

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