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“And to think I let you come just a few hours ago,” he chided. “Get your ass in the car, Rylee.”
“You’re not my father. I enjoy walking.”
He clenched his fist. “I’m not, but you do belong to me, and you will obey. It’s not safe for you to be walking up and down the strip right now. There are too many unknowns for your security to keep you safe that way. So, I’ll say it again, get your ass in the car.”
“And what happens if I don’t?”
So, she wanted to test him. He could handle that.
“You don’t want to find out. What’s gotten into you, Rylee?”
“I don’t like the things the tabloids say about you. Did you know you’re fucking three women?”
He closed his eyes. Of course, she’d seen the same stories he had.
“Ace,” he said slowly. “You understand none of that is true, right? You’re the only woman I’m fucking. And you’re also the only woman I’ll put over my knee, so please get in a car with your security team. And I won’t tell you to stop drinking, but I will remind you of your tournament in the morning. I know how hard it hits you when you lose.”
“Oh, that was a low blow, Foster,” she murmured.
He chuckled. “I won’t deny that. Are you OK?”
She huffed. “Not really. I’m still a little mad at you. I let Carla talk me into drinking too much. And I fucking miss you and I don’t like it.”
He chuckled. “I miss you too, Ace.”
He heard a car door slam and the ambient noise around Rylee changed. He let his shoulders relax as he heard a second door slam and Carla said something he couldn’t quite make out.
“There, I’m in the damn car,” Rylee said petulantly.
“Good girl. I love you, baby. We’ll be together again soon. I need to get back to work. Please listen to your detail, Ace. It gives me peace of mind.”
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry for being a pain,” she said, sounding slightly more sober. “I love you too.”
He smiled. It had never occurred to him before Rylee that he might crave hearing those words from a woman. Rylee had changed a lot of things, though.
“Jeremy, I’m sure you’re lurking outside the door. You can come back in now,” he said into the speaker on his desk.
The door opened half a second later and Jeremy stepped in.
“I think we should talk about a plan of action in case the worst happens, and charges are filed.”
Memphis sat behind his desk and crossed his arms. “I had a plan when charges were filed. Andrew was going to run things. We see how well that turned out.”
Jeremy leaned forward, unbuttoning his suit as he did.
“Fair. But you still need a plan. You trusted Andrew. You’re feeling burned. Bring in an outside trustee to handle things in your absence. You can also have your legal counsel find someone for you.”
Memphis scratched at his beard and scowled. “Why is this so important right now?”
Jeremy shrugged. “I’m just looking out for you the best way I can. You’re my best client.”
Memphis eyed him skeptically. Jeremy had been his attorney for a long time, but he was still distrustful of the entire legal profession.
“I’ll think about it. For now, let’s talk about Rylee. How do I make sure she’s protected and taken care of if something happens?”
Jeremy’s demeanor shifted, and Memphis glared. “Is there something you want to say? It’s clear you have an issue with her.”
“I don’t know her, and that’s my problem. Neither do you.”
