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“Have you always worked with Brett?”

“We went to law school together.”

My brows rose, as I was surprised to hear this. “He’s an attorney?”

“That’s what makes him such a good agent. He understands the legal parameters, which most agents don’t. You combine that with his fearlessness, and he’s unstoppable. That man isn’t afraid of a fucking thing.”

“Are you?”

He laughed again, the sound completely different this time. “Not when it comes to work. I blast right through every boundary in my way, and I believe everything should test me, so challenges are more like games.” A small smile was now on his lips. “Most would probably say I fear personal commitments.”

My heart clutched, as I knew this was about to get interesting.

“Because you’ve been hurt?”

“Do you think I’d let that happen?” He paused to take another drink. “When I was growing up, my parents didn’t chat about the weather at the dinner table; they talked about the nastiness brewing between the husbands or wives and their clients, t