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“What do you two have going on?” he asked, voice low now. “And why is TaskRabbit still here?”

I tilted my head. “Good morning to you too.”

“I asked you a question.”

“And I heard it,” I said. “I’m working. Like you said I should.”

He looked me over slowly. “This what working look like?”

“Yes,” I said, unbothered. “Field research.”

Wyatt let out a quiet breath behind me.

Marlon didn’t even glance at him.

“Mm,” he said. “And he part of the research too?”

I smiled slightly. “He’s helpful.”

“I’m sure he is.”

Ouuu. He mad.

I shifted my weight, stepping a little closer and walking into dangerous territory. “Relax. It’s not what it looks like. I’m working on a plan and Wyatt was just helping me.”

“A plan,” he repeated.

“Yes,” I said. “I just need to get a few things sorted first, then I’ll come find you later and walk you through it.”

He studied me for a second.

“You been busy,” he said.

“I haven’t slept,” I replied.

“I can tell.”

“Wow,” I sighed. “You say the sweetest things.”

Wyatt coughed behind me like he was trying not to laugh.

Marlon’s eyes flicked to him for half a second.

That was enough. Then back to me.

“Check your office,” he said, stalking over to Wyatt.

I frowned slightly, then turned to Hartland, nodding my head toward the building for him to follow me.

As I headed inside, I looked back to see Marlon whispering intensely to Wyatt. I knew he was fighting like hell to remain professional and not choke him out.

I mouthed an apology to Wy because I really didn’t mean to get him in trouble. He gave me a friendly grin, which Marlon caught.

“Inside now!” he barked. I couldn’t help myself. I gave him the finger and ran inside before he reprimanded me.

Thankfully, he didn’t follow. I pushed my office door open?—

And stopped.