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smile, but didn’t. Perhaps later, he’d even break ranks. She needed to exit and let them continue their argument.
    “Guys, I’ll see you two tomorrow.”
    “Wait. How about grabbing a bite to eat with us?” Dustin made a gesture of spooning food into his mouth. So playful and sexy.
    Clint cocked an eyebrow. “We have a meeting with Candi, Dustin.”
    “Fuck that. I’m starving.”
    “Fine. I’ll take care of it. Do whatever you want.”
    “Beth, you and me. Food. Sound good?”
    Trying to stay on the show felt like walking a tightrope. If she made a single misstep, she’d fall to the ground and lose everything. Refusing Dustin now, when he might be her only ally, didn’t seem wise.
    “Okay.”
    “Clint, you sure you won’t go with us?” Dustin asked.
    No answer. Instead, he turned and left.
     

 

    Chapter Three

    Candi leaned back in her chair. “Clint, I’ll work on it, but there’s an issue with Beth’s contract that the lawyers need to work out.”
    Clint didn’t give a damn about lawyers or contracts. “Just get it done.”
    “But the three of you sounded fantastic this morning. The calls even went into overflow. That has only happened when we gave a car away a couple of months ago.”
    “Don’t you think that’s a result of the advertising campaign you launched before we came?” He wanted to believe that, but suspected otherwise. The show had been electric. He clenched his jaw.
    “Maybe, but I think this combination works. It’s just your first day here. Try it for a few more days.”
    Beth was proving a more worthy opponent than most. Instead of caving whenever he and Dustin threw her curve balls on the air, she knocked them out of the park. The more time Clint spent with Beth, the more he wanted her wet for his taking. The thought radiated heat to his cock. Fuck. He hated this lack of control. He wouldn’t allow it.
    Obviously, she got to Dustin, too. If Dustin broke their rules, things would get complicated and fucked up—fast.
    She must to go to another time slot.
    “I don’t care how you do it, just make it happen. I’ll give you a week.”
    “It’ll take a month.”
    “Candi, I know you can get this done faster.”
    She pursed her painted lips in a mulish expression. “I need a month.”
    Clint wasn’t backing down. “Two weeks.”
    “Impossible.”
    “I have no doubt you can work miracles.”
    She sighed. “I’ll try.”
    “If you can’t make it happen, then per our contract, we walk.”
    “Dustin wants her off the show, too?”
    His buddy had no idea that Clint had acted already to cut Beth loose. The way Dustin tripped over his tongue whenever Beth was around, Clint didn’t want his buddy to ever know.
    “I manage our careers. Dustin is okay with that, so repeating this conversation to him won’t do a bit of good. Nor will telling Beth. If you do, we’ll walk. The station will have no morning show with Moore and Lake.”
    Candi glared at him. Maybe he’d pushed too hard, but he had to. He couldn’t spend another month with Beth. Hell, a week was pushing it.
    “She’s a good employee and a popular announcer. I have no grounds to fire her.”
    “I don’t want her fired, just moved to another time slot.”Not ideal since she’d still be around the station. Still, she’d be easier to avoid if she were on another show.
    “Okay, Clint. I’ll figure something out with the attorneys. I hope you know what you’re doing.”
    He did: saving his duo with Dustin and his own sanity.

    * * * *

    Dustin listened to Clint deliver his closing line. “Thanks for tuning in to ninety-four point seven FM, Talk Radio. We’ll be back Monday.”
    “Have a great day,” Beth added.
    As Dustin had done since the very first show, he winked at her. “And a wicked night.”
    Every one of his attempts to seduce Beth off-air fell like a ton of bricks.
    The red light went off and the speakers quieted.
    He turned to his co-announcers. “Can you believe we’ve only been on