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he shovels another bite into his mouth.

Tristan and Cole nod in agreement, mimicking Gavin as they shovel in another bite.

I make myself a small bowl and stand leaning against the counter to eat. I finish just as the guys finish with their second helping. They surprise me when they each rinse off their dishes and place them in the dishwasher. I make quick work of the rest of the dishes, wipe off the counters, and call it good.

I follow their voices to the living room where they are playing Call of Duty. Tristan offers me to play and I accept. They all stare at me with their mouths hanging open when they see I actually know what I’m doing. “I have a younger brother,” I explain.

“Fuck, that’s hot!” Gavin says.

I turn to look at him, eyebrows raised in question.

“A gorgeous girl like yourself who can cook and plays Call of Duty, will you marry me?”

I laugh but his face is serious. “You know you would miss playing the field. Do you really want to break all those groupies’ hearts?” I ask him.

“The ladies do love me.” He winks.

The rest of the afternoon is spent with the four of us playing video games and just getting to know each other. I feel comfortable with them and that’s a relief. Now I just need to get past this Kacen character, hope he lets me keep my job and all will be good.

“Looks like you all are getting along,” Cassidy says from the doorway. “Sorry, Logan. The delivery was late,” she explains.

I don’t take my eyes from the screen; I don’t want to give Cole the upper hand and beat me. “I hope you got everything taken care of.”

“Finally, yes. I also received a call from the driver I scheduled to pick Kacen up from the airport. He should be here any time.”

The butterflies in my stomach take flight. I’m nervous that he’s going to let me go. I send up a silent prayer that he gives me the chance to prove myself.

“Perfect,” I hear a deep voice reply. Looking over at the door, I see that it’s Mr. Jones. I relax a little knowing he’s here. I can only hope he can help convince Kacen to give me a shot.

“Got ya!” Cole cheers.

Shit! I got distracted. Oh, well, better to not be engrossed in video games when the boss man gets here. I hand my controller off to Gavin, standing to stretch my legs.

A loud buzzer rings through the house. “That should be him,” Mr. Jones stares down the three band members. “Best behavior, I mean it,” he scolds them.

A round of sure things and you betcha’s are chorused. I hear the front door open and footsteps down the hall. I know Mr. Jones said I still have a job, but I brace myself for that to not be the case. I hear the deep rumble of voices in the hall as Mr. Jones explains me, and the misunderstanding. My back is to the door, so I don’t seem him walk in; however, I stand when I hear footsteps.

“Kacen, this is your new personal assistant, Logan Andrews. Logan, this is your new boss, Kacen Warren.”

“Holy shit!” the words fly out of my mouth before I can stop them.

“Paige,” his gruff voice calls out to me.

“Michael?” I breathe his name, not understanding what’s going on here.

Mr. Triple T, my one-night stand, hottest sex of my life, is my new boss.

Chapter 8

Kacen

When I wake up, last night comes crashing back to me. Paige and her tight little body, I kept her up into the early morning hours. I couldn’t get my fill of her. Speaking of . . . rolling over, I reach for her. When I feel nothing but cold sheets, I force my eyes open.

I’m alone.

Climbing out of bed, I grab a clean pair of underwear from the drawer and go in search of her. I quickly scan the living room looking for a sign that she’s still here. Surely she didn’t leave. I don’t think that’s ever happened to me before. With a few quick strides, I’m standing in my kitchen. I find it empty as well. I spot a note on the counter; picking it up, I read her words. “Thank you for a night I will never forget.”

Fuck me!

I settle into a stool, resting my elbows on the counter and burying my hands in my hair. I’m pissed that she left without saying goodbye. I’m even more pissed that