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“Anytime,” she says, smiling like she knows exactly what kind of thank-you he means.

When he stands, he sets her back on the chair and leaves with his now much shorter list. The door clicks shut.

I’m already pulling out my phone, texting him. Storm’s infatuated with her, and I can’t blame him. I fell into that trap before, but maybe if I show Storm she’ll always want me more, it will spare him some pain.

Con

You want to take a break since your list is now much shorter?

Con

I think we need to thank Phoenix more properly.

The reply comes seconds later.

Storm

Do you have a plan for that?

I glance at Phoenix across the desk—still on my father’s Chesterfield, still scrolling like she has no idea she’s the reason my pulse is ticking higher. Her reward is going to be…thorough.

Con

Always.

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Storm

I grin downat my phone. Con walked his ass right into the trap. I’d rather reward Phoenix solo, but getting Conrad to really see her value matters more.

Con

Always.

Unfortunately, the games have to wait. I figured Con would take longer to bite so I’m already in my office, and Maryanna’s on her way up.

Storm

I have a meeting—should be quick. What do you have in mind?

Con

We need to show our little Phoenix the desk work good secretaries do.

Storm

You have my attention.

Con

I want her on this desk. I want this room to smell like her and sex. I’ve already had her spread out here once, but I don’t want her to be able to look at this wood without blushing.

Think you can help with that?

I consider his request…Phoenix, spread out on that altar of a desk like an offering to the gods of real estate tycoons.

Storm

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