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There it was. I was waiting for her to stop hiding her fire. I got the intimidation, meeting Prez, VP, and Reaper at the same time was a little like trial by fire, but I’d seen sparks of her spicy personality and I was looking for a way to bring it back out once we left Prez’s office.
I shot her a smug grin. “Honey, just ask, and I’ll show you just how well I know about how to treat a woman.”
The look of annoyance that overtook her features was hilarious, and I grinned at her. If she was looking for gentlemen around here, she came to the wrong spot. She either had to get used to the way we talked or walk away. I didn’t want her to leave yet, so I kept pushing her buttons to make sure she could handle it.
When I lifted my eyebrows expectantly, she rolled her eyes again. “Not gonna happen. Besides, your right hand would get jealous.”
That made Brewer snort from his spot on the bed. When we’d dropped Neo back down to prospect for screwing over the crew, we knew we wouldn’t be able to pull him off the job. He was the only hacker we had, and he was damn good at it. Instead, he got assigned a full-time babysitter. He couldn’t take a shit by himself anymore and while it pissed him off to no end, it was better than the alternative. Croy wanted to kill him and I fully backed that decision. Asshole may have been coerced, but he still fucked with my crew and I don’t let anyone screw with us.
Before I could comment again, she gave Neo her full focus. “So, where’s the problem?”
He gestured to the wall behind him. He’d been attempting to figure out what was wrong with it on his own since he couldn’t do his damn job without being connected and Croy’s office was taken, but he wasn’t getting anywhere.
Sam dropped into a squat, frowning at the wires that were hanging out of the wall. “Who did this?”
Neo scrubbed the back of his neck, clearing his throat. “Uh, I did. I thought I could figure it out if I saw what was going on.”
Irritation flashed over her face before she settled crossed legged on the floor in front of the wires, pulling out a few tools from her bag.
It stunned the shit out of me when I opened the door and saw her standing there. I thought for a minute that one of the guys ordered a stripper or something. Not that she was dressed provocatively. She had on jeans and a collared shirt with a company logo printed on the pocket. But she was so gorgeous I couldn’t see her working with her hands unless she had her hands on someone, more specifically me. Her hair was light brown, almost blonde. She tied it up in a ponytail, but it was still long enough to run down her back. Her creamy skin was flawless, not a hint of makeup on her face. You wouldn’t catch one of the sweetbutts without a face full of makeup, but Sam wasn’t a fucking sweetbutt. She had hazel eyes that were so damn expressive, showing her annoyance, her seriousness, her fear. When they turned to focus on the wires, I felt my gaze drop.
She was toned, like she worked out a bit. The exercise did nothing to take away from that ass, though. Her petite figure only drew attention to her wide hips and ass. I was staring, but she hadn’t noticed yet, too busy studying whatever shit Neo had done.
“How old is this building?”
He frowned, and even I was clueless on that answer. Brewer was no better, shrugging carelessly. Sam sighed.
“Okay, can one of you go ask?”
“What for?” I queried.
I honestly didn’t care. I just wanted to rile her up a little more. She shot me a flat look, and I smiled triumphantly.
“Because it looks like the wires are old and frayed. I can fix the ones here, but the likelihood that you’ll have problems in the future is pretty high unless you replace it.”
“Sounds like you gotta talk to Prez about that.”
It was quick, but I saw the flash of fear that crossed her face before she masked it, turning her attention to the wires in front of her. It wasn’t an uncommon reaction. Prez was a scary motherfucker, but he didn’t hurt women. Pretty sure the first lady would maim him.
Speaking of… “Where’s the first lady?”
Brewer opened his eyes lazily. “Workin’. Why?”
“I wanted to ask her something.”
He raised an eyebrow at me, but I wasn’t about to get into it with him. Brewer and I were cool. He had the patience of a saint and was usually the last person to get annoyed when I was fucking around too much, but there were some things I didn’t share with my brothers. I wanted to see if I could get the first lady to take me with her to work, see what I could get my hands on while she was there.
He studied me for a second before shrugging. “Might wanna wait outside for her. Once she talks to Prez, it’s gonna be a fuckin’ shit show.”
When I frowned, he let out a heavy sigh. “Prez wants to put the girls on lockdown.”
My mouth fell open. “Fuck. Again?”
He nodded. “With Hammer fuckin’ around, he doesn’t want them goin’ out.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Neo’s face pale, and he ducked his head. Asshole better hide. He was one reason Hammer was back and gaining traction. Neo and Wrecker decided to steal from us and sell to the fucker, giving him exactly what he needed to crawl out from his little hidey hole. A few weeks ago, he attacked Reaper’s little sister while she was spending time with the San Diego charter. Once we got ahold of him, he’d be facing both Croy and Reaper, which meant he was officially fucked.
“That’s gonna be a fight. Riley loves to work.”
