on-site offices from Edna, she’d tried,
and failed, to arrange a meeting with Austin. Selby, his secretary, had said he was working in town and to try there. This went on for days.
Jessie wasn’t a fool and knew the two women had been sending her
on a goose chase.
Phoenix told her the suites in town were for show, unlike the ones
they were about to enter. Austin worked almost exclusively at the
mine from his office there.
“Angel, this could get ugly. You ready to meet my brother?”
Phoenix asked.
“Beyond ready.”
Several of the miners looked at them with curiosity, but none
spoke to them. A couple of them frowned at Phoenix, but he acted as if he didn’t notice. Jessie felt like the most hated woman in Nevada, and she bet that Phoenix looked like Judas to these men.
When she and Phoenix stepped up to the office of Austin Wilde,
Selby sat at a desk by the big oak door. The woman was a tiny thing Wilde Fire
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with long, blonde hair. She shot Phoenix a big, toothy grin. “Good to see you.”
He frowned. “Cut the crap, Selby. Where is Austin?”
“In town.”
“Bullshit.”
Selby shook her head. “I know you and Dallas don’t come off
your family’s ranch very often to visit us, but you should understand that kind of language is inappropriate here, Phoenix.” The woman
turned to her. “Ms. Greene. How may I help you?”
Phoenix slapped his hand down on the desk, and the secretary
jerked her head back around, facing him. “Austin is on his dinner
break, right?”
The woman answered nervously, “Yes, but—”
Phoenix grabbed Jessie’s hand. “Let’s go.”
Selby picked up the phone.
Phoenix cursed, “Damn it! Don’t even think about it.”
She hesitated, holding the phone’s receiver in her hand. He glared
at her, and she put the handset back in the cradle.
Jessie liked how Phoenix’s commanding demeanor and tone had
the woman snapping to obey. She doubted even she could resist him if he ever spoke to her that way. He put his arm around her, placing his hand on her hip. Jessie felt a bit of moisture in her panties.
“You ready?” Phoenix asked.
Selby’s eyes crinkled up, and her lips turned into a jealous frown.
Jessie knew she shouldn’t be happy with being touched by
Phoenix and the young woman’s response, but she was. In fact, she
was thrilled. “I am.” She’d never been good at keeping secrets
anyway.
It took them five minutes to find Austin Wilde’s location. The
place looked like a men’s locker room. The man who’d been avoiding
her for days sat on a bench alone, reading some papers while
munching on a sandwich. As she and Phoenix stepped into the room,
Austin looked up. Like his other brothers, he was incredibly
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handsome. He wore a black shirt and jeans. Jessie spotted what
looked to her like depth and fierceness in his dark eyes. His goatee made his features even more comely. He stood up, revealing a six-foot-three stature.
The seductive, intimidating man pointed to one of the benches.
“Please, have a seat.”
Jessie wanted to get a read on Austin, but it wasn’t clear to her
what the man was thinking. The only clue to his possible anger
toward Phoenix bringing her unannounced was the glare he shot his
younger brother.
Remaining standing, she held out her hand. “Thank you, Mr.
Wilde. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”
He took her hand and brought it up to his lips. “Ms. Greene, the
pleasure is mine.” He kissed the back of her hand, and a spark shot through her, flattening her out. He released her hand and turned to Phoenix. “I need you in the B-shaft. I’ll take care of Ms. Greene.”
Phoenix looked like he was going to protest but then didn’t.
“Jessie, just tell Selby when you’re ready to leave. She’ll reach me on the com, and I’ll be back in a flash to take you back to your hotel.”
“No need.” Austin set his papers neatly on the bench next to him.
“I’ll have a