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"How's it going? I'm surprised you're this patient with them, it's unlike you, but then again, love can make someone act so different." Rex poured Sterling a glass of whiskey.
Love?
Did he love his secretary? Did waking up every morning aroused to the wet dreams of her, wanting to explore every inch of her gorgeous body with the tip of his tongue, inhale her womanly scent and wanting to wake up to it every day of his life count as love?
Perhaps or maybe not.
"f**k off!" Sterling scowled at his cousin, emptying the glass in several gulps.
Rex snorted, pretending to be hurt. "That's not nice to say to someone who's been there for you every single step, why is appreciation so f*****g hard to get these days?"
"Since when did you become so meddlesome? Get a drink,
