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So he shrugged. “Peggy’s going away for a little while as an accessory, but Stygman’s trial is on hold for a while. I don’t anticipate many issues with it, though. Asshole’s going down for lots of things: insurance fraud, murder, aggravated assault, organized crime, you name it, the feds have a case for it. He pissed them off good.” And then the civil suits would start. Stygman would spend the rest of his life in jail and court.

“What about that other guy? The one who disappeared?” Quinten piped up.

“He’s got a defunct olive grove in Greece. Paige emails back and forth with him sometimes.” He’d decided that Roger Patton really was harmless, having gotten sucked into a bully match with Paige at Stygman’s egging. Poor shmuck had been just as big a pawn in the entire fiasco as anyone else had been.

They drank beer and watched the meat cook while the women were inside doing whatever women do at a barbecue. Evan realized that he loved this, knowing he had a place to be, with his brothers and his woman. Knowing everyone had his back as much as he had theirs and that they would lay down their life for him gave him a sense of purpose he’d never really known. Sure, his gaming buddies would do that, but that was a digital world, not a real one. These guys had shown him multiple times that they would do it without thinking.

They ate lunch outside, in the crisp fall air, joking with each other like a family. Evan’s parents in Montana were too far away for many visits, and Paige’s parents were gone. Ryan didn’t have any family, and Krista’s were at her sister’s house. Simon and Quinten had a mother still living, but she was doing some charitable function on this holiday and didn’t seem to mind they weren’t around.

It was just them, and Evan wouldn’t change a thing, except have the rest of them there, Zack and Miriam.

“So what’s the deal with you and Miriam? When are you going to ask her out?” Evan eyeballed Quinten who choked on the rib he was gnawing on.

“He’s not,” Simon growled. “You asshats may not understand the rules, but my fucking brother certainly does.”

“O-Kay,” Evan found the brisket suddenly fascinating as he tried to figure out what Simon’s problem was. He’d made it a rule from the get-go that they weren’t to sleep with clients, which Ryan and Evan had fucked up. But Miriam was a co-worker, and he couldn’t remember any rules involving co-workers.

“Are you going to hide under another rock now that you’re back in the public eye?” Simon was adept at changing the subject when he was uncomfortable.

“No, we’re using it to our advantage.” The media had made a sensation out of the geeky playboy rescuing the gaming CEO and finding romance in the process. They’d had their faces splashed across every newspaper and magazine in Austin, and some in national news.

Paige started talking about her newest baby. “All those kids who were targeted by The Crimson Lady should have had another outlet to turn to, so we’re going to provide one for them. It’s still in the idea stages, but it’s a great way to get to improve PSL’s image and it will give me something different to focus on for a while.” She beamed at Evan and his heart stopped beating for a second as he realized what he’d signed on for.

She’d come up with the idea one night when they were gaming together. He’d introduced her to his game team, and she fit in great, immediately taking Red_Dawn’s place. She’d vocalized the desire to help the kids who needed a little push in the right direction, the ones who were perfectly smart but had attitude issues, behavior problems, or just didn’t fit in. She’d come up with an internship program at PSL for them to work with whatever aspect of gaming they found interesting, be it design, marketing, software development, or whatever. She’d found a niche, remembering how she herself didn’t quite fit in when she started.

He’d been working with her on it, and it was promising to be fruitful. It hadn’t gotten off the ground yet, but she was a master with test subjects and market research. So far, the school administrators they’d talked to seemed to think it was a worthwhile endeavor.

And Evan thought she was sexy when she did her presentations to them.

Hell, he thought she was sexy just sitting here in Ryan’s yard eating barbecue with the guys. She fit in here. She was quickly becoming a part of his family, and Evan felt the rightness of it all. Paige was perfect for him and he was perfect for her. Even Simon had to see that, whether he liked it or not.

Yeah. He and Paige were going to change the world. And he couldn’t wait to see what happened next.

Keep reading for an unedited excerpt from the next book in the Pierce Securities series, Click, due out in September 2015.

 

Miriam was in the gym, trying to freshen up the stale air. She’d taken out the dirty towels she found in random places to take home to wash, but it still smelled like sweaty socks. She sighed softly to herself. Men.

“Mir? Can you come in here? I’ve got a job for you.” Simon’s voice bellowed down the hall at her, and she stopped the eye-roll before it got started.

“Yes sir?” She liked her job, honestly. It just seemed like she wasn’t appreciated enough for her skills in the office. As soon as the boys had learned she cooked, they’d peppered her with requests. She should feel flattered, but couldn’t help the occasional twinge of unappreciation.

She wondered what they needed her to do now. Clean out the coffee pot?

“We need you to take a job as a bar manager to find out where the owner is siphoning his money. He’s gone through tens of thousands of dollars, with nothing to show for it.” Hands folded on his desk in front of him, Simon was all business.

Her breath left her in a whoosh. They wanted her to work undercover? That was unexpected. She was the one who filed paperwork and organized the office. “Quinten can’t do it?”

“He only hires pretty ladies. You get in, find a problem with the bartender, and hire Quinten to back you up.” Simon drummed his fingers on the calendar in front of him idly. “But it’s purely up to you. I don’t want to put you in a position you’re uncomfortable with. You’re safety is more important to me than the job.”

A flush of pleasure stole across her cheeks. The fact that Simon thought she was pretty would have been enough to make her take it, but for him to then go on extolling the value of her safety? Wow.

She wasn’t attracted to Simon, or any of the boys really. It had just been so long since anybody had said anything about her looks, good or bad. She’d begun to think she was asexual in the boys’ eyes. Or ninety.

“What do I have to do?”

“Go in for an interview and get the job. You’ll need to dress the part, unfortunately. The professionalism that you exude here won’t get you very far at a bar on Sixth Street. Then, just do your best to fit in and find out what’s going on. The job is actually perfect for you. Turns out, he can’t hire a pretty face with brains. Until you.”

She swallowed hard. “Do you want me to seduce him?” She wasn’t adverse to that part of the job, although she didn’t know if she could seduce just
anybody
. Miriam liked to think she had some standards not that you could tell by her past relationships.

A frown crossed his features as he thought about it. “Honestly, I’m not sure what this job will entail, but I don’t think so. Just flirt with him for now. The client seems to think he’s mixed up with something dangerous, or illegal, but he doesn’t know what it is. Until we’re sure, I’m going to say no. But flirt with him a little. Get him to trust you.”

She nodded. Seemed simple enough.

   
   

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