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Andy’s secretary, Ellie, was sitting behind the large granite desk

"Brody!" she sang cheerfully as I walked out of the elevator

"Hey, Ellie How are ya?"

"Really good, thanks" She smiled and batted her fake eyelashes atas Ellie’s They were like white Chiclets in her htly "Is Mr Shaw expecting you? I don’t have anything on the schedule"

"Nah, he has no idea I’m here Is he busy?"

She looked down at her watch "He’s in awith Brice Foster, but they should be just about done Do you want to wait a minute?"

"Sure" I walked over and slumped down in one of the oversized black leather chairs

Before I even had ti open and the hottest up-and-coe baseball player walked out

I stood up and rubbed ht Brice’s eye He was a little over six feet tall, but skinny as hell So tohair, brushed off to the side like that annoying Bieber kid, and a baseball hat propped on the very top of his head

Who the hell taught this kid how to dress?

"Brody Murphy?" He said my name excitedly as he extended his hand

I sreat things about you"

He grinned as his eyes ide "Wow! That’s awesome Can I take a picture with you?"

"Sure Ellie, would you mind?" I called out, but Brice shook ot it We’ll just do a selfie" He held the cahed, puttinga quick srabbedoff

I looked at Ellie atched Brice walk into the elevator When he was out of earshot, she looked back at hed

I heard Andy on the phone, so I turned the knob quietly and slipped inside His back was toout the ith his phone at his ear Being the boss had its perks, especially when it caaht lookedroom than office furniture I parked my ass on the brown leather couch and propped my feet up on the coffee table while he paced back and forth, still oblivious that I was there

"No You have h Send the bill toyou any et his attention When his eyes snapped up and caught rinned at him and flipped him off He rolled his eyes and pointed toward his phone "Look, I gotta go A client just walked in, a real pain in the ass"

I picked up the Sports Illustrated with Brice Foster on the cover and threw it across the room at him

"Yeah Yeah Whatever Set it up with my assistant Bye" He turned the phone off, tossed it on his desk, and ran his hands through his hair "Jesus, how did I deal with her all these years?"

I laughed loudly "I’ve asked myself that about a hundred times"