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“We were going over some new information,” I tell her. “Seems that those fucking weasels have been putting pressure on some of our contractors to stop doing business with us.”
“Contractors?”
“Businesses and individuals who aren’t in the organization, but who we do business with.”
She nods. “So they’re trying to weaken you. It really is a war, isn’t it?”
“It is,” I say grimly. Then I grin. “But hey, having something concrete like this to move on gives us a real beef with West Point, and that’s only gonna mean good things when it comes to helping you.”
“It is? How?”
Shit, the hope that lights up her face is… well, it’s fucking beautiful is what it is.
“It’ll light a fire under Maddoc’s ass,” I say. “He’s already got a score to settle with McKenna, and getting your sister out can be a part of that.” I grin, gesturing to the bags of new clothes. “Now come on. Let’s get you dressed.”
She bites her lip, then nods. I smile as she clambers off the bed and starts pulling clothes out. I was pretty fucking specific with my instructions on what to grab for her, and the kid I tapped to pick it all up did good. Every piece is gonna suit her, I can already tell.
Although, like I told her this morning, the towel she’s in isn’t a bad look either.
I reach down to subtly adjust my cock as she picks up a soft-looking sweater. She touches it gently, smiling. “Chloe gave me a mood ring this color.”
“Mood ring?”
She touches the glittering black skull in the side of her nose. “That’s what Chloe calls my nose rings.”
“Huh.” I nudge her aside and rustle around through the bags, then pull out the dress I had Dylan pick up for the club tonight, along with the new nose ring he found.
The skull she’s got in is hot, but this one is bold and blood red. My favorite color and fucking perfect for the way Riley takes on every challenge.
“Here.” I hand both to her. “You’ll want to wear these tonight, not that sweater.”
She looks at them in confusion. “Tonight? Why? What’s happening tonight?”
Before I can answer, Madd steps into the room. His eyes narrow as he catches sight of us standing so close together. I know he doesn’t like the fact that I’ve taken an interest in her, but I’m pretty sure it’s not because he’s jealous. It’s because she’s gotten under his skin too, and he has no fucking idea what to do about it.
“Everything good here?” he asks me, giving me a piercing look.
“Yup, all good.” I drop my hands, letting Riley have the dress and the ring. “Riley was about to get dressed.”
“Hurry up,” he says, his voice clipped and his temper obviously short. “We leave in twenty.”
“Leave?” Riley looks between the two of us. “Where are we going? Issomeonegoing to tell me what the fuck is going on, or are you both just gonna act like I’m not even here? You’re pretty good at that, aren’t you, Maddoc?”
Madd’s jaw clenches. Riley is still wrapped in the towel, and when he flicks his gaze toward her, something loaded passes between them.
Damn. What the fuck have I been missing out on?
First Logan this morning, and now Maddoc. I don’t know what the cause of the tension between them is, but I can feel it in the air like a fucking haze. Or maybe I’m wrong. Maybe he’s just wound up about confronting McKenna tonight, and he’s taking it out on Riley.
But somehow, I think there’s more to it than that.
“Club Prestige,” he tells Riley after a long moment. “Don’t make us late.”
Then he strides out without another word.
“We’re going clubbing?” Riley scrunches up her nose as she stares after him. “How is that supposed to help me get Chloe back?”
“Because West Point owns the club,” I say, arching a brow at her. “So get that dress on and meet us downstairs so we can go, yeah?”
