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afraid,” Javier shrugged.
    “Ex cuse me, I’m here , aren’t I?” Sebastian huffed. “That’s demonstration enough. And you, ” he said, tapping Javier’s nose, “giving away all my secrets…”
    Johnny came in carrying not only a giant bag in each hand, but a smaller one under each arm. “ Damn, Sebastian, how much crap did you bring? ”
    “Oh, hush. Javier, this is Lily. She’s the cause of all our current problems.”
    “Sebastian,” Connor warned.
    “Oh, I forgot, it’s not Lily, it’s your dick,” Sebastian said, as though suddenly remembering. “And your inability to keep it in your pants the last few days. You’re celibate for eight months, during which time I beg you to get a little action, and now you’re just whippin’ it out in public – ”
    “SEBASTIAN,” Connor snapped.
    “Sorry, it’s the Mai Tai’s talking,” Sebastian said, not sorry at all.
    I was grinning ear to ear as I got up from the couch. Despite Sebastian’s abrasiveness towards me, it was nice to see Connor get picked on occasionally.
    And to be reminded that he hadn’t slept with anyone else besides me for eight months.
    That was always nice to hear.
    Javier leaned over and shook my hand. “Don’t worry, Bastian is only mean to the people he likes,” he whispered.
    ‘Bastian’… how cute!
    “Is he mean to you?” I whispered back.
    “No, because I love HIM,” Sebastian announced loudly, then put his hand to his mouth. “Oh my God, it really is the Mai Tai’s.”
    Javier grinned as he winked at me. “One day he will be mean. When he gets tired of me.”
    “Never happen. But… and I hate to ask you this…” Sebastian winced. “…would you mind going out for awhile? We have to discuss some fairly touchy things…”
    “Not at all,” Javier smiled, and turned around to Connor and me. “It was very nice to meet you. Johnny, a pleasure.”
    Johnny shook his hand, and Connor and I murmured our goodbyes.
    “I’ll call you when we’re finished,” Sebastian said as he walked him to the door, then had to lean waaaay over to give him a quick peck on the lips before Javier slipped quietly out of the penthouse.
    Sebastian shut the door, and suddenly he was all business.
    “All right, tell me exactly what that bitch said.”

8
    It took about fifteen minutes, but Connor briefed Sebastian on the entire situation – land deal, solar company, politicians, blackmail, the works.
    Sebastian sat on a couch opposite us, scrolling through the pictures on the iPad’s cracked screen. “Wonderful impulse control, Connor.”
    “I was angry, ” Connor retorted.
    “I meant the photos, not the iPad. But now that you mention it, remind me not to make you angry,” Sebastian said as he tossed the tablet to the side. “Well… what do you want to do?”
    “I want to hire a hitman to take out the lot of them,” Connor growled.
    Sebastian shrugged. “I can make a couple of calls.”
    “SEBASTIAN!” I cried out.
    Connor looked up into the air. “Um, NSA, CIA, FBI? That was a joke. No hitmen are going to be called.”
    “Well, I could, ” Sebastian said, then sneered, “I hate that bitch.”
    “You keep saying ‘bitch,’ singular, like Miranda’s the only one behind it,” I pointed out.
    “While I’m sure the other bitch – excuse my language, Connor, I know how much you love and revere Lenora – went along with the plan willingly, as did your asshole father and spineless brother… this has ‘Miranda’ all over it.” He looked at Connor. “I always told you that woman was no damn good, didn’t I?”
    “Yes,” Connor groaned, like he’d heard this particular ‘I told you so’ a couple of thousand times before.
    “As much as I hate them, your father and mother are a bit too prim to hire someone to follow you around and get photos of incriminating nookie. And Vincent’s not smart enough to pull it off. Which raises the question – how did she know where to find you? They had to have been