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“You’re really—”

“Aaaarrgh!”

“Oof!” Suddenly, I’ down on roan

Griffin’s face is the colour of pickled beetroot Well, from what I can see from where he’s curled in a foetal position His hand cupped between his legs, he groans again

“Because I’ the cricket bat above his head

“No,” Hugh hurriedly adds, his gaze darting from Griffin to me “He means he saasp”

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“If you want my advice—”

“Which I don’t recall asking for,” I retort Switching my phone to the loudspeaker, I’m decidedly uninterested in what Van has to say on the matter

“But you’re getting anyway Free of charge”

I lean back inainst the surface of my desk

“Are you trying to deafen me?” Van drawls

“Would it shut you up?” I sit forward again and glare at my study door “Because where women are concerned, your advice is like verbal junk mail”

“And you’re such an expert Do I need to remind you who called whom?”

“I asked you to getto the partially open door as I wonder if those were footsteps Unfortunately, no “I didn’t invite you to co his information, anyway?

“You want et you a woman”

“That sounded worse than it is” Even if he does keep high-end call girls on staff

“But in essence, that’s what you asked for”

“I don’t need a woman to fuck, Van I need a pretty ornament for my arm” Because I’ll be dareat ro Saturday What’s good for the goose is good for the gander, or should that be the other way around?

“According to Isla, you haven’t sat the girl down to have a proper conversation with her She says you’ve just been chasing her around like a randy dog Trying to hu her up in dark corners”

“Since when have you and Isla been boso down athis information, it opens up another can of worms A can of worms I don’t have the bandwidth for