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Victor took off his shoes then stood up to pull his shirt over his head. Then he moved to his jeans.

“Whoa…what are you doing?”

He stilled and looked at me, his body hard and chiseled but not as ripped as Bartholomew’s. “It’s too hot, Laura.” He continued his undressing, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them off.

“Well…goodnight.” I went into my bedroom, locked the door, and went to sleep.

13

BARTHOLOMEW

The bar was empty except for Benton and me.

He’d asked if I wanted to come over, but I didn’t want anyone to see me visit his residence, not when my men were no longer trustworthy. A knife could dig into my back at any moment, and having eyes in the back of my head would only keep me alive for so long.

Benton must have said something I didn’t hear because he said, “Bartholomew?”

I turned to look at him. “Yeah?”

“I just told you Constance had the baby.”

“Oh…congratulations.” I raised my glass to him then took a drink.

Benton studied me with his bright-blue eyes, the same eyes his brother had. “What’s happened?”

“What’s happened?” I asked as I watched my square ice cubes slide over the bottom. “My own men want me dead…andLaura is sleeping with her good-for-nothing ex. That’s what’s happened.”

“How do you know this?”

“I have men tailing her.”

“You think that’s healthy?”

“I did it to keep her safe. Didn’t expect her to shack up with that piece of shit.”

“You don’t know that for sure.”

“He entered her apartment at ten in the evening and stayed until morning.” I threw the glass at the wall and found some satisfaction in the way it shattered. “I think it’s pretty clear.”

The bartender immediately made me another.

How long until I broke this one too?

Good thing I owned the place.

“You’re the one who ended things, Bartholomew.”

“Not because I wanted to.”

“It’s been a month—”

“You see me fucking around?” I took a drink.

“But that’s not what you told her.”

“She didn’t believe me.”

“Maybe she believes you now.”

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