Free The Undercover Playboy (Captured by Love Book 3) by Miranda P. Charles Page B

available information about her was sparse.
    “Hi, Bronwyn,” he said, stopping by the door and sporting one of his most charmingsmiles.
    “Hello, Carter,” Bronwyn said, giving him a professional smile in return.
    “Did anyone tell you that I’m checking each power outlet in this building?”
    Bronwyn frowned. “No. I was away for a couple of days. What exactly is the problem?”
    He explained, letting her know that the building manager had insisted that the checks be done. Thankfully, the building manager had simply trusted Carter’sword for it.
    “Okay,” Bronwyn said with a resigned sigh, waving her hand toward the sockets behind her. “You haven’t found many problems in the other areas, have you?”
    “Not enough for you to worry about,” he said, trying to engage her with another grin.
    “Good. I have enough on my plate that I don’t want to worry about electrical problems,” Bronwyn said. “And Carter...”
    “Yes?” he asked, cockinghis head to the side as Bronwyn stared at him with a scrutinising gaze.
    “You’re a very handsome man. And it’s not difficult to understand why some of my employees have a clear crush on you.”
    He gave her a lopsided smile. “It’s not something I can help, I’m afraid,” he joked, ready to launch into his sob story as soon as Bronwyn gave him an opening.
    “But this is a workplace, Carter,” Bronwynsaid, her tone suddenly stern. “I don’t want my employees getting distracted or, worse, getting into a competition over you that would destroy their camaraderie.”
    His mouth dropped opened. He wasn’t expecting this. “I didn’t realise that worries you, Bronwyn.”
    “Now you do,” Bronwyn said with a smile, although her eyes held warning.
    “Okay. I’ll watch how I interact with them.”
    “Please. AndI’ve heard you’re having some personal problems as well, Carter. Could I ask you to refrain from discussing your money woes with my employees? Not that I’m unsympathetic, but I don’t want them to be further distracted by you.”
    “Of course. I understand. It won’t happen again.”
    “Thank you,” Bronwyn said, then went to face her computer screen.
    He proceeded to “test” the power points in silence.Could he have been wrong about Bronwyn? His instincts had told him she was someone to watch. But clearly, she wasn’t on the lookout for a financially desperate and criminally inclined stooge—unless his timing wasn’t right and she didn’t need one at this point. Or perhaps she’d already found someone else.
    He wasn’t ready to take Bronwyn off his suspects list yet, but he was relieved. If Bronwyn’snose was clean, then Cassie’s dream job was safe.
    Just for that, he hoped that someone other than Bronwyn was the criminal they were looking for.
    *****
    “ Hey, bro. How’re you feeling?” Carter asked Gavin as he stepped into his buddy’s penthouse.
    “Great! I’ve been going to the office this week and I was glad to see that the guys are holding the fort well without me.”
    “Aren’t you supposed tolie low?” he asked with a frown.
    “Dude, as if I don’t know how to make myself invisible,” Gavin said.
    “What, do you wear a wig or something?”
    “Come and I’ll show you.”
    Gavin led Carter to his walk-in dressing room where a longish blond wig and a fake full beard sat on an open box.
    Carter laughed out loud. “I’d love to see you with them on, Gav. From dark to blond, hey?”
    “And wait, there’smore.” Gavin showed him a pair of green contact lenses.
    Carter sighed. “As long as they don’t find out your real name and where you live, I guess you’ll be fine.”
    “So what’s news? Has Emma turned up anywhere?” Gavin asked as they walked to the kitchen to get a couple of beers.
    “No sign of Emma, even on past security videos,” Carter said as he sat on a bar stool and updated Gavin with recentdevelopments. “So right now, there’s only one person who fits our profile to a tee—Susan