Tempt Me
commitments of my own.” He glanced at Bailey. “My gallery show next month...you’ve seen the direction my work is going. I might make better progress if we spent more time together.”
    Color flushed into her cheeks as she eyed him, considering. Desire and guilt—she couldn’t hide either reaction, from him or from his siblings. Antonia watched them with unabashed interest.
    “Okay,” Bailey blurted. 
    She’d said okay.
    Chico’s mini pinged softly. He swore as he read. “Bailey’s car’s been tagged.” He quickly dialed, speaking tersely to the person on the other end. “Don’t remove it. Check every car in the lot.” He hung up. “I’ll pull our security videos, see if the tracker was planted while you were parked here, but...”
    “Who’d be that stupid?” Antonia finished.
    “Your family’s cabin,” Bailey suddenly said, going pale as a ghost. “Whoever planted the tracker might have the coordinates to your family’s cabin.” She raised a fist to her stomach.
    Chico’s mini pinged again. He read, pursing his lips. “Trackers on all your cars—including Rafe’s.”
    Okay, that was creepy.
    Jack cursed. “Probably planted when we were all at Bailey’s place last night.”
    “So the cabin’s okay.”
    Bailey was more concerned about preserving the location of a cabin than her own safety? Lukas had been right about guilting Bailey into moving into the penthouse with Sasha.
    Lukas thumbed off another antacid, popped it in his mouth. “Let’s leave the trackers in place for now. I want him to know exactly where you two go.”
    “What if he’s got this parking lot under surveillance right now?” Antonia said. “He might know we’ve found the trackers, and are choosing to leave them in place.”
    Lukas smiled grimly. “Let him wonder why.”
    A feint within a feint within a feint. All this surveillance and counter-surveillance crap was exhausting, especially on only one cup of coffee.
    “Chico, can you let Jenny know she should sweep her car? And Rafe, I’d like to double-check the security at your place.”
    He nodded at Lukas. His building’s walls were made of brick, but that didn’t mean the place was impervious. Yeah, it had to be done, especially if he and Bailey were going to spend time together there. Hours and hours of time together.
    Anticipation welled like a Yellowstone geyser.
    Bailey stood. “Are we done here? I need to touch base with Cheyenne.”
    “Go on,” Lukas responded. “Jack, Chico and I will—”
    Her mini chimed. She quickly plucked it off the table and read. “Crap. Another Denial of Service attack at Sebastiani Labs. Gotta go.” She left without saying goodbye.
    Before they could make plans.
    “Damn it.” Lukas exchanged a worried glance with Jack.
    “Damn it is right,” Rafe bit out. “She’s exhausted.”
    “Yeah,” Lukas agreed. “Thanks for making time for this, Rafe. I honestly think it’s the fastest way to bring this to a head. Bailey’s running on empty, so I’d prefer to work quickly.”
    He nodded. Apparently his brother had a better awareness of Bailey’s limits than he’d thought.
    “Do you have a minute to talk?” Lukas asked as he rose from his chair. “My office?”
    “Yeah.” Lukas left, but Rafe grabbed another cup of coffee before he followed. If Lukas thought he’d be dictating how this ‘wine, dine, date’ thing would work, he had another think coming.
    Lukas might have put him on the chessboard, but now his brother had to step back and give him room to move.

CHAPTER FIVE
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    C heyenne and her team shut down the denial of service attack almost as quickly as it started. Rather than go back to the meeting, Bailey slipped into Jack’s elegant office, closing the door behind her.
    The space smelled like him. Jack may have moved from the California coast to landlocked Minnesota to accept Lukas’s job offer, but his cologne carried the scent of the ocean. After another quick glance back

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