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me.”
    “Jimmy wants to speak with him, I
think that’s enough,” she told him bluntly.
      “No, it isn’t. I want to go over a few
things in the interim. So give him my number and I’ll expect a call within
twenty.” Rico ended the call.
    She let out a low groan. “I don’t
want to pile all of this baggage on him. It’s overwhelming. Just perfect, first
Jimmy and now Rico demanding a phone call.” And now she was talking to herself.
She tapped her foot in frustration. At some point she would need to warn Remy
about Rico’s flirtatious ways. It is going to be a problem, especially if Remy
reacted. Rico couldn’t help himself, he flirted as easily as he breathed and he
could turn possessive. She dropped her head into her hands as she did a ten
count. “Fuck,” she grumbled as she stood and squared her shoulders, itemizing
all that she needed to do.
    When she finished with her calls and
reserving three rooms for her team, she ran a brush through her hair and joined
Remy on the sofa.
    “How’re you doing?” he asked, as his
eyes scanned her body from head to toe. She could see him cataloging every
detail. It made her stupidly happy that she had brushed her hair before joining
him.  
    “This wasn’t unexpected. I mean, I
heard a rumor that Blake was planning to attend the conference and then that he
was actually here, but I really didn’t expect a personal attack during a packed
panel.”
    “The man’s lost everything. That
makes him unpredictable, and he has a hard on for you. I know you don’t like
the hassle, but a security team is the smart way to go.”  
    She liked that he gave it to her
straight. “You’re right. My security specialist is catching the first plane out
and his people will be right behind him. I made arrangements for rooms, and as
soon as he knows the flight info, he’ll text.”
    “Rico Ochoa?” Remy’s body stiffened
and he frowned.
    “Yes. He’s my security specialist.
Have you heard of him?” She tried to interpret what was going on with Remy.
    “Only by reputation.”
    “He has that and he’s really good at
his job.” She defended her employee and friend.
    “He’s also known to fuck anything
that moves.” Remy bit out the words.
    Ah, problem identified. “Rico is,
um, active.” She didn’t know how much to say.
    “How active, Frankie?” The muscle at
the side of his jaw pulsed.
    “Not with me. Never.” She watched
him absorb her answer.  
    “Good to know.” His eyes still
burned with intensity.
    “Glad we got that clarified, because
Rico would like for you to call him.” Inwardly she flinched. She’d slept with
Remy one night and now the three biggest alpha males in her life would be
interacting. Jimmy would be calm, almost cold, and Rico could be hot, issuing
orders and threats. She had no idea how Remy would react.
    His eyes sparkled as he fought a
grin.
    “Jimmy also wants you to call him,”
she said. She watched his eyes turn serious as the humor disappeared. Uh oh . She rushed to smooth things. “I’m
sorry to drag you into this, but I told them that you were going to hang with
me until the team arrived. I’m so sorry.”
    He grabbed his phone from the coffee
table and waited.
    She gave him the number. “That’s
Jimmy’s private cell.”
    He nodded and then his entire body
stiffened. “Mr. O’Haire ? This is Remington Cooper.
Francesca said you wanted to speak with me.”
    She couldn’t make out Jimmy’s words
as Remy stood and headed to his bedroom.
    She kicked off her shoes. At some
point she had stopped noticing how badly her feet hurt. She rolled her ankles a
few times and flexed her feet. Feeling better, she got a beer from the fridge
as she waited for Remy to finish his conversations with the very protective men
in her life.
    About ten minutes later Remy
returned. He had pulled out his shirt and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows.
    “I grabbed a beer,” she called out
as he passed the kitchen area.
    He paused and switched