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Turns out I’m a fucking champ at that.
I don’t bother adding how Charleigh resembles her. It’s time to change the subject.
I pull into the club parking lot and stop the car but don’t get out. Charleigh has her fingers ready to pull the door handle but doesn’t move either, waiting for me.
It’s almost as if she wants to spend more time together. Almost.
“Do you think your sister was wondering who I was today? In the principal’s office?”
Charleigh nods slowly. “Yeah. I’m surprised she didn’t come right out and ask. She’s usually pretty straightforward that way. She must have been freaked out about getting in trouble.”
Interesting, for a serial offender. I got in trouble a lot as a kid, and once you go down that rabbit hole, you don’t give a shit about digging yourself in deeper. You get to a point where there’s nothing left to lose.
Charleigh’s about to say something more, but Vadik walks out of the club and heads for his car. When he sees the two of us, he frowns and changes direction.
Heading toward us.
“Time to go in,” I say.
* * *
CHAPTERTHIRTY-FIVE
Kir
“I told you not to get soft over her,” Vadik says, getting in my face.
I knew the moment he saw us in the car, he’d get the wrong idea.
But is it the wrong idea? Maybe I am getting soft.
Which won’t do. Not at all.
I adjust my necktie in preparation for the evening’s events. My brothers and I occasionally invite certain high-roller club members to exclusive gatherings, especially since Uncle Mikey disappeared. We want them to know we’re here for them, and that the club is going nowhere. They like the one-on-one time with us. It makes them feel special.
Normally, I don’t look forward to these nights. But tonight is different.
Charleigh is serving. The thought of watching her work the room in her high heels and short skirt, delivering drinks and making small talk with our members, already has me semi-hard. In fact, I turn away from my brother so he can’t see, not that he makes a habit of looking at my dick.
I don’t want to risk it.
The way she handled her kid sister’s principal today was masterful, composed, and understanding of the woman’s position. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that she’s a stunner, with her statuesque figure and chestnut hair. In fact, she turned the heads of every person who walked by the office while we were in there. Charleigh has a lot to offer. An auction might not be the right way to go with her.
But I’ll chance that conversation with my brothers another day. At the moment, it’s showtime.
When we enter the lounge, members flock around us like we’re goddamned rock stars. They really just want access, though—access to our businesses, girls, booze—you name it. I could get hit by a car tomorrow and none of them would give a shit.
But they’d probably show up at my funeral, just like they did my father’s.
Vadik beams, nodding cordially at the men extending their hands for a shake, just like our father used to. As the oldest, he has some sort of compulsion to carry things on just the way Papa did. Niko and I don’t really mind. Our father ran an excellent business and as hard as he tried, our loser uncle couldn’t quite destroy it.
My suspicions about Charleigh’s talents are not going unfounded. While there are a few girls serving the crowd tonight, beauties, all of them, none turn heads quite like our tall, lovely brunette. She bends to place drinks on the tables without showing her ass, smiles and chats with the men who make the effort, and doesn’t spill a thing.
“I know what you’re up to, you know.”
Vadik. Again.
The members have all returned to their seats for the time being and the three of us are settling in at our own table. We’ll start making rounds again, soon.
