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me about it.” My woman’s pride is pricked because somewhere down the line I’d convinced myself the guy wanted to sleep with me. Instead, he offers me a job? Not bad, but totally unexpected, that’s for sure.
    I think I’ve got my sensors out of whack, and he’s probably the one to blame too.
    “ I feel so important seeing that they’re tailing us,” Mel informs us minutes later, and she swiftly lifts her phone and takes a pic.
    “ What are you doing?” Yes, I just asked her, but I’m not even sure that I want to know.
    “ I’m tweeting about it.”
    “ Remind me never to go out with you again,” I groan, but I’m so restless, I can’t stand myself. Blue eyes. Dimples. Shoulders a yard wide. Slick, glistening bronzed skin. But no sex … definitely no sex with him now.
    “ What do you think the deal with those guys is?” Mel wants to know.
    “ I don’t know. Riley, the blond you want to do, is the coach’s second, and Pete is his personal assistant, I think.”
    “ I want to do both , actually. Pete is cute with that good-boy kind of look but he needs more meat on his bones. And Riley looks easy-breezy. They’re definitely both warm, verging on hottish. How old do you think they are? Thirtyish?”
    I shrug.
    “ Remington is twenty-six,” she says. “I think they’re a tad older. Remy’s definitely younger. How do you think they met?”
    “ You’re the one with all the tidbits, so what are you looking at me for? I don’t spend all day stalking people on Google.” Only him. Shit.
    “ Brooke, tell us about your new job,” Kyle breaks in from the driver’s seat. “You’re not seriously considering leaving with a guy with his reputation?”
    It takes a moment for me to answer, because I’m still dumbstruck that I have a job, even if it’s only temporary.
    I’d always been told I was born to run when I was younger, and when I got broken, there were many days—not days, months —when I felt like I amounted to nothing. Sports rehab healed me in ways I might not have healed, and now the more that I think about it, the more I would love to help a man as aggressive as Remington, whose brutally pounded body for sure needs some serious TLC.
    “ I am, Kyle. In fact, if all goes well and their contract terms aren’t crazy, I leave Sunday. I promise you I can take care of myself, ask my self-defense class teacher. I’ve kicked his ass several times. I’ll be traveling, which will be fun, and I might have a chance to become a free rehab agent if I get good references. I won’t even have to endure any more job interviews if that happens.”
    “ This guy can take down an elephant, Brooke. Didn’t you see him? Pandora sure as hell saw him.”
    “ Dude, there was nothing to see but him. That guy could take down a freaking elephant train ,” Pandora says from up front. She’s been busy sucking on her e-cigarette and blowing vapor into the air, since this is the first week of her having “quit” real cigarettes.
    “ I wonder what the guys behind us would do if we stop at the Jack-in-the-Box drive-through, place a big order, and say they’re paying,” Melanie says.
    “ Melanie,” I say warningly. “How many have you had?” I notice she has a small bottle of vodka in her hand and I immediately deduce it’s the one she stole from Remington’s bar. I put the cap back on and shove it into my bag. “I’m going to be working with these guys for three months, so behave please.”
    “ Just to see what they do, girl, come on,” Pandora pleads.
    Laughing, Kyle makes a right into the drive-through and begins ordering one of everything. I grab my purse containing the lone condom and my credit card. “You dick,” I say, throwing the condom at him. “You guys are infantile. Stop at the damned window. You’re going to eat all that you ordered.”
    When Kyle stops at the McDonalds drive-thru next, I’m seriously fuming. I make them wait to pay for the order, and then I step out of the