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January 26

Chase “Zyron” Garrett sat back in his chair in the suddenly too-s at hian, and Joaquin had just speas a punch line, but EM Security Manage

It’s either your bestie or your girl

You’ve got teeks to figure out which one of theo

Bastards Neither Trees nor Tessa was guilty of a fucking thing Zy ought to know; he’d already spent threeinto his best friend’s life He’d co Trees as innocent as Zy always suspected

Now they wanted him to seduce Tessa Lawrence, their office assistant, to discern if she was guilty of selling them out If he didn’t, they would fire her, despite the fact she was a single mom who needed her job

You’ve got teeks— ass, too Now get busy and get it done

Calling them bastards was too polite They were assholes

Zy clenched his jaw and stood Hoas he supposed to do what they’d demanded? He loved Tessa He’d told her as much on Christmas Eve Her response had been to run away, sure, but he was ninety-nine percent positive she’d left because she loved hiht their situation was hopeless After all, they’d never dated or hooked up Hell, they’d never even kissed because, for the last ten raph in their employment contracts had kept them apart

As of five one

I’ and present her with a new contract Better sick pay and vacation, tighter nondisclosure…and no nonfraternization clause She’ll sign Then you’ll both be off the hook

Son of a bitch Zy had waited and wanted Tessa, ached and burned for her He’d been hoping that somehow, someday they could be ined that he’d be strong-ar her between the sheets to spy on her He didn’t have to fuck Tessa to know that selling the bosses out was so she’d never do But he didn’t have a choice Since they’d already coerced hiured he’d repeat the process…just with hot, bust-up-the-bed sex

But one way or another, he would prove to the Three Stooges that they could one-hundred-percent trust Tessa

“Get a est of his bosses, insisted

Fuck off, douche bucket

But Zy kept his ht smile as he headed for the door

As he approached, it crashed open Caleb Edgington, the tea shell-shocked, like he’d collided with panic and run face-first into death

“Colonel, sir?”