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Silence follows my speech, an uncomfortable tightness forming in my chest. Pushing past the feeling, I ignore the strain of my cock against my pants and walk out of the kitchen, choosing to go in search of Wilder instead of what I actually want to do—paint Emilia in my cum too.
* * *
On Tuesday,I’m sitting in my office in Nocturnal Enterprises, reading over the report one of my men compiled on a recent job they completed for a high-profile client of ours.
I work at Nocturnal Enterprises on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, with the rest of my week spent on campus. The balance works well for me. On days when I have classes, I stay at the frat house and usually let Wilder drag me along to whatever party is happening. Except, on Tuesday and Wednesday nights, I sleep at the brownstone to give myself a break from the constant buzz of fraternity life.
There’s a knock on my door as I sign off on the report and put it in the tray to be filed away, and my father pops his head in.
“Morning, son. New client meeting in five.”
“Sure thing.” Getting to my feet, I button my suit jacket as I step around the desk and move toward the door.
“Tell me about the client.”
“Briana Larson, AKA Ember, is a twenty-five-year-old singer,” I begin, knowing the client’s file off the top of my head. I’ve sat in and ran several of these meetings now, but as the CEO, my dad likes to come along to make the client feel special. “Her newest release jumped to number one in the charts, making her an overnight sensation and unsurprisingly bringing with it a lot of unwanted attention. The client is looking for home security plus protection when she’s out and about.”
“What about at concerts?”
I nod, already knowing the answer. “She has a tour organized for later this year and wants us to provide bodyguards to travel with her, coordinate with venue security, and to provide an extra layer of protection.”
“Have you thought about how to organize that?”
“I have. I’ve assigned the job to Jasper’s team. They will be sitting in on the meeting this morning as well. Once he has a list of venues and has spoken with the head of security at each of them, we can get a plan in place.”
There’s a proud smile on my father’s face as we reach the meeting room, and he turns to face me. “Sounds like you’ve got it all worked out.” He claps me on the shoulder. “I’m proud of you, Hawk. I wouldn’t have been able to revive this company without you.”
A warmth floods through me at his praise. My father and I have come a long way in the last four years. He’s made many mistakes in his time, but he’s worked hard to make up for them and build a relationship with both Hadley and me. For the first time, I feel like I have stability. Friends I trust, a sister I’ve learned to embrace and care for, and a father who I can look up to and respect.
The meeting with the new client goes smoothly, and an hour later, I’m back in my office when Hadley comes storming in, disrupting my otherwise quiet day.
“Didn’t you ever learn it’s rude to enter without knocking,” I snark with a glower.
“No,” she bites out, dropping into one of the chairs opposite my desk.
“You realize I could have been indisposed.”
Her nose scrunches up. “Eww, Hawk. Gross. I don’t need that fucking imagery.”
I cock a brow. “Why, what a dirty mind you have, little sister. I meant I could have been on the phone or in a meeting.”
“Sure you did,” she drawls with a roll of her eyes.
“What are you doing here anyway?” I question. “Other than annoying me. Shouldn’t you be at school?”
She sighs, her shoulders dropping as she spears me with a serious look. “I wanted to check in and see if things were any better with Emilia after Sunday’s dinner.”
I shrug. “Things are fine. Wilder’s been staying on campus.” Images of Sunday night rise to the forefront of my mind, and I have to suppress my grin at the memory as I subtly shift to ease the sudden tightness in my pants.
“Him hiding out on campus does not mean everything is fine,” Hadley snaps irritably, and I throw my hands up in the air.
“And what do you expect me to do about it? He’s a grown-ass adult. If he wants to hide at school and pretend she doesn’t exist, that’s his prerogative.”
“No. He needs to deal with the problem head-on. The two of them need to talk.”
My mind flashes back to Wilder telling Emilia there was a better use for her mouth than talking. “Yeah, I think talking is about the last thing Wilder wants to do when it comes to Emilia.”
Hadley huffs out a breath, shaking her head in exasperation. “Then fuck it out. Whatever will help him move forward. He needs to get past this.”
