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corporate office, but he couldn’t come up with a single answer…except for one. Maybe Chloe didn’t hate him as much as he thought. He had barely started to digest the notion when his cell phone rang. He pulled into his executive parking space and answered.
    Chloe’s voice came through the receiver loud and clear. “I like smooth peanut butter, not chunky. And I don’t drink cola—especially diet. Are you saying I’m fat?”
    Grayson couldn’t help the smile that spread over his face. He should’ve known that being held hostage wouldn’t stifle her spunk. “Not even close, but I was out of chocolate milk and Fritos.” As soon as the words were out, he wanted them back. But it was too late. Her reply came only seconds later.
    “You remembered?”
    Yes, he remembered. There was very little of their road trip that he had forgotten. He remembered the skinny jeans she’d been wearing and the way they hugged her butt when she’d run into the gas station to buy her chocolate milk and Fritos. He remembered the way her soft-looking top had fluttered in the breeze when she came back out, showing a peep of her stomach and the top of her tattoo. He remembered her falling asleep, and the way the sunlight had reflected off the red in her dark-brown hair and the diamond stud in her nose. But most of all he remembered her sullen attitude and biting remarks. Which made him veto his theory about why she had his nightshirt in her bag. Chloe didn’t like him. She barely tolerated him. Which made his reply short and snappy.
    “I’ve got to go.” He hung up.
    When he got to Deacon’s office, Kelly greeted him wearing a Hello Kitty belt and holding a full morning agenda. “You have a meeting at nine with Miles for the catalog,” she said as she followed him into the office. “At ten you have a meeting with Samuel, and at eleven the film crew from ET will be here. I thought you’d want to do it in the design studio. Madison and Natalia will meet you there. And after that you have a meeting with Deirdre Beaumont about the charity event she’s planning.”
    “Great. Thanks, Kelly.” He glanced at his watch. He had exactly thirty minutes to take care of some personal business. “What time do you think it is in Greece?”
    “I don’t know. You want me to find out?”
    “If you would. And if it’s not in the middle of the night, get Nash on the phone for me.”
    “Will do.”
    It turned out that it was only evening in Greece, a perfect time to call a honeymooning couple. Or so he thought until it took forever for Nash to answer, and when he did, he sounded out of breath.
    “If I’ve interrupted something, Nash, I can call back,” Grayson said.
    Nash laughed. “I’m not having sex, Gray. I’m running.”
    “On your honeymoon?”
    “Eden thought we needed to get out of the room,” he said. “Although if she keeps teasing me with those tight running pants, I’m going to continue our honeymoon right here.”
    “Nash!” Eden’s voice came through the receiver. “Would you cut it out? I’m trying to find my rhythm.”
    “I can show you some rhythm, baby—ow-w-w. I wish your brothers had never taught you how to frog someone in the arm. That hurt like hell.”
    Grayson laughed. “Now you know how I felt when you and Deacon punched me in the arm.”
    “I never punched you as hard as Eden punches me. I swear I’m going to have to turn the woman in for abuse.” His voice got a sweet tone. “Just kidding, honey, I would never turn you in for abuse, even though that riding crop did sting a little—”
    “Nash!”
    Nash laughed. It was a good laugh. One that didn’t carry any of the pain it once had. As much as he missed having his brother living with him, Grayson was glad he had found happiness.
    “So what’s up, Gray?” Nash asked. “Are there problems at French Kiss?”
    He probably should’ve mentioned his arrest, but that could wait until Nash got back. “No problems. Actually I called to talk with