didnât dump me.â
âThatâs not the way I remember it. And why are you interested in Hunter McKay? Didnât I hear something about her getting married some years back?â
âSheâs a divorcée now. I saw her tonight at Notorious and got that much out of her. And it was a nasty divorce.â
âHow do you know?â
Tyson stretched his long legs out in front of him. âShe called her ex a bastard.â
âOkay, her ex was a bastard. That doesnât explain why youâre here at midnight.â
Without hesitation Tyson said, âI want you to find out information on her.â
Eli rolled his eyes. âDo I look like a frigginâ detective?â
âNo, but sheâs an architect and as president of Phoenixâs business council, you would know if sheâs set up her own business in town or was hired by an established firm.â
âAnd you want to know that for what reason?â
Tysonâs lips curved into a smile. âBecause I plan to seduce her. And before you conveniently forget your own reputation before marrying Stacey and start acting holier-than-thou, just for your information, I gave Hunter McKay fair warning of my intentions tonight.â
âYou actually told her that you plan to seduce her?â
âYes. You know how I operate, Eli. I donât play games and divorcées are my specialty. Iâll be doing her a favor, especially if her ex was the bastard she claims he was.â
Eli frowned. âYou claim you gave her fair warning, so now Iâm going to give you the same, Tyson. I had a plan for Stacey, although my plan was different from yours. My plan backfired. In my case it was for the best. My advice to you is to tread lightly and with caution, or youâre liable to get possessed by passion. Once that happens, it will be all over for you.â
Tyson frowned. âPossessed by passion? What the hell are you talking about?â
âYouâre cocky enough to think that once you get Hunter McKay in your bed, youâre going to blow her mind.â
Tyson smiled confidently. âOf course.â
âHave you given any thought to the possibility that sheâll end up blowing yours?â
Tyson stared hard at his brother. âNo, I havenât given it any thought because that wonât be happening.â
Chapter 3
H unter studied the older woman sitting across her desk. Pauline Martin had come to her highly recommended by Hunterâs brother, Bernie, who was a good friend of the womanâs son. Ms. Martinâs husband had died last year and she wanted to do something other than stay in the house and stare at the walls. The administrative assistant position seemed perfect for her. From the interview, Hunter had known she was just what McKay Architecture Firm needed. Now if she could only get some clients.
She was scheduled to meet with an advertising firm later that day to discuss ideas on how she could promote her business. There were a number of architectural companies in Phoenix and the key to succeeding was to make sure hers stood out.
Hunter stood. âIâm looking forward to us working together, Pauline, and Iâll see you in the morning.â
âThanks, Hunter.â
An hour or so later Hunter had snapped her briefcase closed to leave for the day. Starting over in a business wasnât easy but, as her parents had reminded her that morning when sheâd stopped by their house for breakfast, she was a fighter. What Carter had done was wrong, but instead of getting bitter, she had to do better. She had to look ahead and not look back. No matter what, she couldnât let him break her.
And more than anything, she couldnât believe all men were like Carter Robinson. Had he really expected her to remain his wife while he engaged in all those affairs? And when she had confronted him about it, heâd only laughed and told her to get over it. Heâd said