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derelict jerk who beat up a police officer.”
    Grayson might be able to dispute beating up a police officer, but he couldn’t dispute looking like a derelict or acting like a jerk. He had promised Deacon he would take care of things while Deacon was on baby leave, and all he’d been doing so far was moping around feeling sorry for himself because he couldn’t paint.
    “Okay, so what do we need to do to fix it?” he asked. He wasn’t surprised when Deacon quickly answered. His big brother had an answer for everything.
    “We can’t get the pictures back, but we can show the public the real Grayson Romeo Beaumont.”
    The real Grayson Romeo Beaumont? Good luck with that. Grayson didn’t have a clue who that guy was. At one time he’d been a creative painter. Now he was just an embarrassment to his family. Although Deacon didn’t seem to think so.
    “Let’s show them the sensitive guy who defends women. Entertainment Tonight has been wanting to do a segment about the upcoming fashion show. Get Kelly to call them and see if they can squeeze it in tomorrow. I’m sure they’ll jump at the chance to ask about the pictures.”
    “And what should I say?”
    “Keep it simple and truthful. Just say it was all a misunderstanding and you were trying to help the woman. Who is she, anyway? The pictures weren’t very clear.”
    Grayson didn’t know why he’d kept Chloe’s identity from his brother. Maybe because Deacon would ask more questions than Grayson was willing to answer. He didn’t want to talk about Chloe. In fact he didn’t even want to think about her. He was through with the woman. Let her keep her secrets.
    “She’s nobody,” he said, before changing the subject. “So how’s fatherhood?”
    “A piece of cake. Everyone acted like a new baby was such hard work, but frankly, I don’t see it. All the little guy does is sleep.” Since the baby had been home for only a day, Grayson didn’t know if Deacon had a true grasp of what being a new parent entailed. But he didn’t point that out.
    “Well, give Olivia and Mikey a kiss for me, and I’ll try to stop by tomorrow night.”
    “Good. I’ll expect an update on the interview. Oh, and before you do it, make sure you shave and get a haircut. After coming back from Paris, you look like shit.”
    Grayson laughed. “This coming from a man who used to have a beard down to his chest and whose favorite clothes were camouflage.”
    “True, but that was when I didn’t have a multibillion-dollar company to run.” He paused. “Maybe I should come into work for just a little bit this afternoon.”
    “Absolutely not. You need to be with Olivia and the baby. Besides, I’ve got this covered.”
    It might’ve been an overstatement. Grayson didn’t have anything covered. Especially not his personal life. But for his brothers, he would do his best. He got his first chance to prove himself when, on the way from the parking garage to the executive floor, the elevator stopped at the lobby. The same receptionist from the day before sat at the desk, her back to the front doors as she chatted on the phone. Her obvious lack of respect for her job prompted him to step off the elevator and walk to the desk.
    “I know I have a boyfriend, Tiff, but I’m telling you that this flower guy is so hot.” Grayson cleared his throat, and she glanced over her shoulder. When she saw him, her eyes widened. “I’ve got to go.” She hung up and smiled brightly. “Mr. Beaumont. Don’t you look handsome.”
    “Thank you…”—he glanced at her nametag—“Miss Daniels.”
    “You can call me Stacy.” She fluttered eyelashes that were so long they looked cartoonish. “Is there something I can do for you, sir? I heard about what happened with the police. I knew that woman was trouble the first moment I set eyes on her.”
    It was the truth. Chloe was trouble. But that didn’t excuse this woman’s behavior.
    “As a matter of fact, there is something you can do for me,”