Dancing With Danger (BWWM 2015) (BWWM Billionaire Romance) by Cristina Grenier

she can have more than she does now. Maybe she can’t have more than she does now. But it’s none of your business.”
    “Yes, yes. I know. I suppose groveling is in order. If she ever comes back.” He’d gone to her door not even an hour after their argument, intending to apologize for his lack of manners at the very least, but there hadn’t been any reply to his knocks, and he had enough sense not to try to force the issue by entering uninvited to see if she was there.
    A quick check of the garage had shown that her car was missing, so he’d let that go. Ben had come back at some point, and they’d had a brief conversation that left Ben suspicious and Dorian worried.
    Another reminder that pissing off Andrea’s brother, who was the head of his security, was a bad idea.
    Anita retired to her room after their conversation, leaving Dorian sitting in the kitchen alone. He’d thought to wait for Andrea and Ben to come back, but ultimately decided to clear out. It was his house, but more than anything he wanted them both to be comfortable there. He and Andrea could resolve things in the morning.
     
    Of course, his assertion that they could fix it in the morning had been contingent upon Andrea being there in the morning. Ben had just laughed when Dorian asked him if she was up yet around nine in the morning.
    “Oh, she’s been up and out of here for hours. She hardly ever sleeps past seven these days, and her shift at Hollybrook started at eight. She’ll be home around five.” He gave Dorian and arch look. “I’m assuming you have some things you want to say to her?” His voice was as mild and pleasant as always, but there was no denying the undercurrent of ‘don’t you dare hurt my sister’.
    “Ah, yes,” Dorian replied. “I wanted to apologize to her for how I acted yesterday.”
    “Good,” Ben said with a grin. “And in the meantime, I was thinking we could do a round of interviews today. I’ve already met with all these people, and I’ve chosen the ones I like, but you have to be comfortable with them, too.”
    Dorian agreed that was for the best, and managed to forget about his fight with Andrea while they talked to the people Ben had picked. He had to focus on them, wanting to make sure that what had happened with his last team wasn’t going to be a problem. It quickly became clear that Ben had listened to everything he said when he’d been talking about what kind of team he wanted because each candidate was very well chosen.
    They stepped out of the sitting room some hours later, after the last one had left, and Dorian felt hopeful.
    “So I was thinking we give them the rest of the week to get their stuff in order and then this weekend we’ll go out somewhere. Give them a test run.”
    Dorian nodded. “I’d like that. How are you planning to divide them up?”
    “There’s five of them right now, and we can decide if that’s too few later. I have some other candidates wait listed if it is. Three in the guard house and two living here, with me. You get a panic button that you need to carry around whenever you’re somewhere alone. That includes in the bathroom or anywhere else in the house. Or on the grounds. Something happens, you press it, and the signal will go to every guard you have. Whoever’s closest will intercept it. I’ve been talking with Carlos about making the grounds more secure, and we’ve set up more cameras along the gates, and I think the dog idea is awesome. A buddy of mine trains dogs for guard work, so I had a word with him. Maybe this weekend we can go pick out some.”
    “That all sounds marvelous,” Dorian replied. “Thank you. You’ve done amazing work, Ben.”
    Ben shrugged, but looked pleased. “It’s my job. And to be honest being able to build this whole thing from the ground up has been kind of a dream come true.” He glanced over Dorian’s shoulder towards the door and smiled. “Hey, Drea.”
    Dorian’s eyes widened, and he tried not to whirl