He scowls. “I don’t want Hazel.”
Hazel was Miles’s first girlfriend. They were together all through high school. But when he left for Hawaii – convinced his professional surfing career was about to explode – he dumped her. She’s never forgiven him and I can’t blame her.
Kai slaps Miles on the back as he joins us. “Someone’s lying.”
Miles elbows him. “I’m not lying.”
“Liar. Liar. Surfboard on fire.”
Miles flies at Kai but Rhett shoves his way between them. “Enough. This is an office.”
“And we have a meeting,” Jaxon adds as he arrives. He checks the time. “I’d appreciate more advance notice of a meeting in the future. I’m in the middle of taste testing a new batch of summer whiskey.”
Miles perks up. “Taste testing?”
Kai rubs his hands together. “I’m in.”
“Last one there’s a rotten mermaid,” Miles sings.
They start for the door but Jaxon blocks them. “I am not a stupid man.”
Miles tries to push past him. “No one said you were.”
Jaxon raises his eyebrow. “And yet you think I didn’t lock my office where the samples are.”
Kai chuckles. “As if a lock will stop us.”
Jaxon smirks. “I added more security to my door after the last time you two hooligans rampaged it.”
“Rampaged?” Kai clutches his chest. “I would never rampage a part of the distillery. I’m the operations manager.”
“Being the operations manager didn’t stop you from drinking all of my whiskey samples. And, once you were good and drunk, you decided to rearrange my office.”
Kai bows to Jaxon. “You’re welcome.”
“It took me weeks to return everything to its proper place.”
Miles places a hand over his heart. “I promise not to rearrange your office, no matter how much I’m tempted by your obsessive use of the alphabetical order.”
A muscle in Jaxon’s jaw ticks. “You will not be entering my office. End of discussion.”
“But—”
Eli interrupts him. “There’s whiskey in the conference room.”
Miles’s shoulders slump. “But it’s not as fun as stealing Jaxon’s samples.”
Kai sighs. “Agreed.”
Eli motions toward the hallway. “Shall we meet in the conference room to discuss Zane’s proposal before he jets off somewhere on us?”
“Not fair. I haven’t gone anywhere since Adele arrived.”
“But now you officially have full custody,” Eli says. “You can travel with her as much as you want.”
I let the thought – Adele is mine! – warm me for a second before responding. “I’m not dragging my six-month-old baby around the world. We’ve barely managed to get her to sleep through the night.”
“We, as in you and Sloane? How are things going?” Kai wiggles his eyebrows.
