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I didn’t need to really hurt him, the prospect of what I would do when I grabbed him was enough to make the kid need to change his pants. I picked up the order, turned, and headed toward the door to hold it open for Alex who smirked at me from beneath her lashes. “Touchy today, are we?” She mused as we began our walk back to the hair salon.
Anyone who addressed a woman like this should put respect to her name.
When we got back to Ronnie, she took a plain iced coffee from the holder in my hands and thrusted it at his chest. “You know I’m supposed to be staying focused,” he complained but took it from her anyway.
It was either that or she’d make him wear it.
“Hard to do when you pass out from dehydration,” she deadpanned, then took the black coffee for herself then nodded her head toward the extra she ordered with all of the flavorings. Given that I’d never spoken to her, or voluntarily ordered a drink in front of her, it always baffled me that she knew how I took it and how I preferred iced to hot.
I inclined my head in thanks and she rolled her eyes at me.
A black town car drove past and slowed when it reached the point where we stood. Alex stepped forward and squared her shoulders, those cold eyes of hers drilled into the hostile gaze that glared back at her from the driver’s seat. Ronnie and I stepped forward to place our bodies in front of hers, my hand on my gun. She didn’t move, never even flinched. Just kept staring the man down through the gap in our shoulders until he blinked first and rolled his window back up, speeding away. She stayed still, watching him leave and never taking her gaze from his tail end until it turned the corner and she lost sight of him.
Only then did she blink.
“What’s happening?” Adley asked as the door opened, and she stepped out with a black apron wrapped around her and half her hair mussed.
“Not a thing,” Alex replied smoothly before she turned and stepped back inside the building.
Luckily this was the last stop of their girl’s day and as soon as Adley and Stitch left, I knew it wouldn’t be long before we returned home too. A few hours later, the freaky couple said their goodbyes and disappeared out the door. Alex let out a deep sigh and leaned back in her seat. “Thanks for that, Kel.”
“No worries,” the blonde-haired woman replied with an easy smile. “Daniels called. She wanted to know if you’d head over to the Wolves for dinner this Sunday.”
She was referring to Billie-Jo. The woman who married one of the Kings Wolves bikers Toothpick, and whose son Alessia helped save.
Kelly was more than just a hairdresser and this was no ordinary salon.
It was Alessia’s.
Not that anybody knew that.
She bought the place on the down low a few years back and hired Kelly who was a struggling, single mother that nobody wanted to take a chance on. Basically gave her the joint and in return, Kelly would pass on messages to Alex when needed. She used the back room to conduct business.
“She tried calling, but couldn’t get through.”
Alex pulled her phone out and stared at the screen. “I’ve got no messages.” Tucking it away again, she stood to her feet. “Fine, tell her I’ll be there.” Then she said her own goodbyes and entered the back room that doubled as her office. Making her way to her desk, she sunk down into the seat behind it, then clicked on the mouse.
“Kid, it’s time to head home. You’ve been out all day,” Ronnie told her in that fatherly way of his. Her eyes stayed glued to the screen as she started tapping away at the keyboard.
If he was anyone else, she’d have sliced through his vocal cords for daring to tell her anything. But he’d always been like an uncle to her and she highly respected the man.
I swear, if it wasn’t for him, she’d never look after herself. He forces her to take a step back and breathe every now and then. It isn’t easy work trying to usurp a kingdom she’d been told half her life she would never rule.
“I will. I just want to respond to a few emails first and make sure all our operations are still running smoothly.”
“You’d know about it if they weren’t,” He countered and still, she kept her head down and her fingers flying. She didn’t respond to him, and he just huffed and perched on the end of the desk beside her. He picked out his blade from inside his suit jacket and stabbed it into the table, twisting it into the woodwork out of boredom and still, she never even blinked.
“Killian, did you get the debt owed from Stevenson?” She looked up then, knowing she had to. I nodded, and her gaze flew straight back to the computer screen. “Dillons?” Again, she looked up at me and I nodded. “Is it in the safe?” I nodded once more and she blew out a slow breath. “That just leaves Murphy. I’ll need to collect that. It makes him a week late.”
“And you can.” Ronnie inserted his voice into her steamrolled thoughts. “Tomorrow. He’ll probably be home with his family now. It’s not like you can go in there and rough the guy up, is it?”
Leaning back in her seat, she turned to face him and steepled her fingers together, placing them under her chin. “Says who?”
“It’s not good business. Or smart and you’re anything but dumb, Alessia.”
“I know that, but should I decide that to be my course of action, you have no say in the matter. Remember yourself, Ronnie.”
He chuckled at that, standing to his feet. “How could I ever forget myself when you keep me so perfectly in line? Let’s go, killer. I’m getting too old for these late nights.”
