“Naw, baby,” Cole had said, sucking deeply on a cigarette in flagrant disregard for the ‘no-smoking’ laws of the state. But then again, she was an accountant and not a lawyer, so she’d just blinked up at yet another guy calling her some adorably sweet pet name, uncaring about the fact that most workplaces didn’t tolerate that. “It’s a perk of being here. You enjoy it.” He’d winked at her, his dark eyes dancing under his dark, messy hair. “Let us take care of you, huh?”
Jo had looked at Rebel and Cole standing behind the bar, both staring intently down at her, and she’d given them a tentative smile. “Ummmm. OK?”
“Good girl,” Rebel had purred and she’d smiled for real then. “Now, I can cook most anything. Zoe is vegetarian, so that’s always an option.”
“I’m a hardcore carnivore,” she’d i
