Page 9 of Until It Was Real

He scowls. “No charming my brothers. This is a work environment. Not the chance for you to bag a millionaire.”

I whip out a salute. “Aye, Aye, Captain High and Mighty.”

“And stop calling me High and Mighty.”

If the shoe fits…

The door to the offices bangs open and a man strolls inside. “Who’s High and Mighty?”

Rhett scowls. “This is my brother, Zane.”

I shake his hand. “Marketing, isn’t it?”

“Marketing, fun maker, I can be whatever you need.” He winks.

Rhett growls. “I told you. No flirting with Eli’s PA.”

Zane widens his eyes and feigns innocence. I met the man two seconds ago, and even I know he’s the furthest thing from innocent. I recognize a troublemaker when I meet one.

I roll my eyes. “Mr. High and Mighty doesn’t approve of fun.”

Zane chuckles. “I love you already.”

I relax. I was worried I made the wrong decision to relocate my entire life to Smuggler’s Hideaway when I met Rhett, but Zane is fun. As long as I don’t let him talk me into dropping my panties for him, I’ll be just fine.

Zane threads his arm through mine. “Miles, Kai, and I are the fun brothers. The others?” He wrinkles his nose. “Not so much. Stick with me, kid.”

Rhett elbows his way in between us. “She’s supposed to be working. As are you.”

Zane sniffs. “Boring.” He flounces away.

Rhett glares at me, and I motion toward my desk. “I’ll just …”

I hurry away. I don’t need to spend any more time in his presence. My body disagrees. It thinks we should jump him like a pole and take him for a ride. My body also enjoys mixing its metaphors.

It doesn’t matter what my body wants. Rhett Raider is a jerk, and I plan to stay as far away from him as possible.

While working in the same building, a few doors away from each other.

Easy peasy. I got this.

Chapter 4

“How much would soundproofing for the office cost?” ~ Rhett

Rhett

“Hey.” Eli stands to greet me.

“Good to have you back.”

He grins before sitting behind his desk. “It’s good to be back.”

“And you’re back for good this time?”

“I am.”

I don’t know if I believe him but he’s my big brother who worked three jobs in high school to make sure I had the money for a pair of cleats to run track. I’ll give him a chance.

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