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on her? Is that what I’m getting from you?”
    “No, man, she hit on me.”
    What? Zeke made a pass at Riley? She’d never said. “Considering I had enough trouble getting her to hit on me, I doubt she hit on you. Now I’m really pissed.”
    “This isn’t about the elevator?”
    “Elevator?”
    In the elevator? Did Zeke have no class? He was a married man. What the hell was he thinking hitting on Riley? Hitting on Dirk’s girlfriend?
    “Okay. I’ll come clean. I did hit on her in the elevator. Sort of a joke,” Zeke said.
    “You are a married man.”
    “I didn’t pursue anything.”
    “And as far as you knew, she was my girlfriend. Have you done this in the past?”
    Zeke looked at his shoes and didn’t answer. Holy shit. This was more than Dirk expected to learn about his old friend. Explained some reactions women in his past had around Zeke. Even Riley’s reaction. Why hadn’t she told him?
    He probably would not have believed her. He sighed. Or maybe she’d just spared his feelings. Riley was like that.
    “Riley figured out my leak?”
    “Oh?”
    “It’s you.”
    Zeke’s eyes widened. His mouth opened and closed a few times before words came out. “I’m not your leak.”
    Dirk waved the folder. “This report says differently.”
    “Buddy, I would never.”
    “I can’t believe you anymore, Zeke. Especially not after what you said about Riley hitting on you.”
    His heart hurt. He’d been through many things with the man across the desk. College. Women. Building this company. Zeke had been a big supporter when Dirk wanted to go out on his own. How had Zeke come to the decision to stab him in the back?
    “You signed a confidentiality agreement when I hired you. You’ve violated that. That is terms for firing.”
    “You’re firing me?”
    “Yes, I am, Zeke. You know I consider loyalty an important trait. Your betrayal is worse than anyone else’s could be. I’ll give you an hour to clean out your desk. Stella from HR is in your office. Please don’t make me call security.”
    “What the fuck, Dirk. I didn’t do anything. Riley’s framing me.”
    “Why? Why would she do that?”
    “Because of me hitting on her.”
    “You hitting on her was not even a blip on her radar, I’m sure. Get out of my office.”
    Dirk stared at him, but his gaze was unwavering. Zeke finally stood, then left without another word. Dirk turned his chair to stare out the window. That had been one of the hardest things he’d ever done.
    He’d never thought in a million years that he’d have to fire his best friend. He felt like a heel, and he was pissed all at the same time. The guy had hit on Riley. What had he been thinking?
    Dirk pulled out his cell phone and hit speed dial for Riley’s phone.
    “Hello?”
    She didn’t sound happy, but she’d answered, knowing it was him. “Riley. I just fired Zeke.”
    “Yikes.”
    He’d called her because he knew she’d understand. He needed a sympathetic ear. Riley could provide that. “Yeah.”
    “I’m not sure you should have done that.”
    “What? Your report was very clear.”
    “It was, but now that I’ve had time to reflect on it, I think it was too easy. Too pat that it was Zeke. The evidence was too clear. He’s a smart guy. Why would he have left such a trail?”
    Had he just fired his best friend by mistake? Could this day get any worse? “What are you saying?”
    “I don’t have anything specific to tell you.”
    Dirk sighed. “I’d like to come over and tell you in person what I said with the flowers.”
    “Might as well. I have a bottle of wine open and a lasagna and no one to share it with.”
    “Oh?”
    Was he in for a treat? Had Justin stood up Riley? Could he hope?
    “I had a date here when the flowers arrived.”
    “Oh.”
    Dirk would be lying if he said he wasn’t jumping for joy inside.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Nine
    Riley reheated the lasagna when she knew that Dirk was