Coming of Sage

I need a drink.
Or four.
I’ve handled a lot of, ahem, tools in my life.
But none as big or thick as Sage Mullen.
Thick-skulled, that is.
He’s my best friend’s older brother and a complete jerk.
I’m also stuck with him for a long weekend in Vegas.
Oh, and one small detail…
We shared a night once that still curls my toes just thinking about.
That was before he shattered me into a thousand pieces, of course.

I need to play it cool and keep my eyes on the prize.
And off of him.
I’ve had a taste of that disaster before, and it still burns my tongue.
Four days.
I can do it.
The future of my business is on the line.
No pressure, right?