Page 140 of Theirs to Tempt: The Marriage Claim

I scan the agreement.

The archive. The decryption key. Certified destruction of every duplicate under Voss’s control.

I stop.

“Under your control?”

Voss looks at me. “Is there a problem?”

“That phrase leaves enough room to drive a convoy through.”

His expression cools.

“You could transfer the files before the wager and technically comply with every word of this.”

“Are you accusing me of planning to violate Lorenzo’s terms?”

“I’m suggesting you wrote them carefully.”

Silence settles across the table.

Then Lorenzo laughs.

Voss turns toward him. “Something amusing?”

“Not at all.” Lorenzo’s mouth still curves. “Shall we correct the oversight?”

Voss regards me for a long moment before sitting back. “By all means.”

“All copies,” I say. “Wherever they’re held. And anything derived from them.”

Lucian’s gaze sharpens with approval.

Voss studies me. “You should have been an attorney.”

“I prefer helping people before they require attorneys.”

Caleb’s hand closes around the back of my neck.

Not hard.

Possessive.

Proud.

Lorenzo makes the amendment, then turns the tablet toward Voss.

“Accepted?”

Voss places his thumb against the screen.

“Accepted.”

Lucian does the same.

“Accepted.”

The black decryption card is sealed inside a clear case at the center of the table.