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“A lot. And I’ll sell it for a lot more,” Nate cheerfully shot back.

“Yeah, but can it go from zero to 199 miles per hour in 2.6 seconds?”

Nate shook his head, chuckling. “What’s up?”

Jack peered down at him, his stance wide. “Nothing yet. What’d you do this weekend? I called you Saturday. Thought you might want to hit the new club near Madison Square Park. A bunch of us went.”

“I went to a launch party.”

“Oh yeah? With the woman from the press conference? Aurora’s friend?” he asked, his expression intrigued.

“Yeah. Aurora was there too.”

“I thought you hated that shit.”

Nate shrugged. “Kennedy asked me to go.”

For a beat Jack simply stared at him, his gaze assessing. “You must really like her. Kennedy.”

“Yeah, what’s not to like?”

Beautiful.Check.

Smart.Check.

Kind and caring.Check.

Body.Smoking.

Sex.Hot.

So hot.He hadn’t wanted her to leave when she’d stretched out naked on his bed and told him she had to go home. It had been two in the afternoon the following day. They’d spent the morning in bed, their hunger for each other indefatigable. An entire day in bed with her wouldn’t have been enough. Sadly, he hadn’t gotten that, and had reluctantly driven her back to her apartment late that afternoon. But this time he’d left her limp and dewy-eyed at her door after a searing goodbye kiss. Things were definitely looking up.

“Not much. She sure isn’t afraid to speak her mind. But I got the impression you and her were for show. You know, because of the lawsuit. I mean, you just got back, and the day after the press conference—” Jack snapped his finger “—bam!You’re going out, and you did say she was doing you a favor.”

“She was. But it’s more than that now.”

“Obviously. You sleeping with her?”

Nate narrowed his eyes at him. “What’s with the third degree?”

Who he dated, the women he slept with, had never been a secret between them, but whatever was going on between him and Kennedy was...theirs. He didn’t want to open it up to critical scrutiny, and those were the vibes Jack was putting out. The operative word beingcritical.

“Hey, you know me. I’m good with whatever you want. I’m curious, that’s all.” When his cell phone began to ring, he paused and silenced it. “So when am I going to get an introduction?”

“I thought you met her.” Nate had seen him standing next to her during the press conference.

“She said she was a friend of your family. I sure as shit didn’t know you were going to start seeing her.”

“What does that matter?”

“What, you don’t want to introduce her to me?” Jack sounded irked.

Nate tried to remember when his friend had ever been this interested in one of his girlfriends. Oh, he remembered now. Never. “Okay, spit it out. If you have something to say, just say it.”

“I’m just looking out for you. Looking out for the company.”

“What does the company have to do with Kennedy?”

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