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Seen what before? She wasn’t sure what, but she liked the way he smiled at her, satisfaction and hunger on his face. She’d never had someone look at her like that.

As though she was everything.

“Remember to text me before you go have your nap. And I’ll call you tonight.” Then he turned away and walked down to his truck. She stared at his gorgeous ass, before he climbed into his truck with a wave.

Somehow, she managed to wave back. She struggled desperately to remember how to walk. Finally, she managed to get herself inside. She felt like she was floating on a cloud. Nothing could get her down...

And then she saw Max.

And her world crashed to a halt.

He grinned at her. It wasn’t a pleasant smile. “You always kiss men you don’t know that well?”

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She gave Max a dirty look. “You always spy on private conversations?” Just how much did he hear? He’d turned something amazing into something that felt dirty and wrong.

“Of course. Never know what you might see or hear. Real kinky bastard, isn’t he? Sounds like they all fucking are.”

“Max, you cannot tell anyone what you overheard.” Kent had made it clear what he told her was in private.

Max snorted. “You don’t just blab out information, Abby. You keep it, you hoard it, and then you use it when it will get you the most gain.”

What was he even talking about? Who was this man sitting on her couch, scratching his hairy armpit?

“You can’t use that information against Kent,” she said firmly.

He stood and stretched. Then he stared at her in a way that made her feel decidedly uncomfortable. “Didn’t peg you for being into stuff like that. Always thought you’d be a missionary-only-under-the-covers-with-the-lights-off type of chick.”

“I’m not a chick. I’m your sister.”

He shrugged as though that meant nothing. And probably to him, it didn’t. So why did she let it mean anything to her? Why did she keep bailing him out of shit? Letting him use her?

Maybe because she was scared what would happen if she said no. That he’d turn on her.

“Why did you even come here, Max? Isn’t this the first place those people will search for you?”

“Where else would I go? Besides, this place is so obvious they won’t look for me here. Like hiding in plain sight.”

She wasn’t sure it was such a good idea.

“You know he’s loaded, right?” Max appeared thoughtful. What was he planning?

“Who?”

He gave her an impatient look. “Jensen.”

“I don’t know anything about his finances.”

“You know, this is a good thing. Lure him in, get close to him. We might be able to use him to get hold of some of that cash.”

She stared at him in horror. “I-I can’t do that.”

Max glared at her. “Abby, I’m not fucking around here. These assholes, they won’t hesitate to hurt me. That jerk will be back. I need to leave and to do that I need cash. It’s not like he’ll suffer. He’s got fuckloads of cash.”

She noticed he didn’t say a thing about her. About her safety.

“That doesn’t mean...I can’t do that.”