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The smile she bestows on him lights up the room. “Of course not. It’s apparent that you are a great businessman, otherwise you wouldn’t be considering investing in my clinic.”
Hangman isn’t stupid, can see someone manipulating him a mile away, but he almost preens at the compliment. “I know a losing cause when I see one. Same as a good one.”
She nods. “And this is a good one, I assure you.”
He frowns as he looks at Reaper and me. “Where the fuck were we before she started flashin’ her tits?”
Evanee flushes because she’s been called out. “I was answering your question about who the other investors are. As I said, my assistant has invested her life savings into the business, so that tells you how much she believes in me.”
“That, or she doesn’t want to lose her job,” Reaper says. His interjection startles Evanee as she glances at him.
“Perhaps,” she says in a chilly voice. “Bryce Atwood, Emma Chambers and Maddy Chambers have each invested 5 percent.”
“Hold the fuck up!” Hangman almost shouts. “Coyote’s sisters and the thief have invested in your clinic?”
Evanee widens her eyes. “Yes. Of course, they did. The girls have a Neapolitan Mastiff. Do you know how delicate they are?”
Reaper laughs. “That fuckin’ mutt needs a plastic surgeon not a vet.”
Evanee shoots to her feet. “You can say anything you want about humans, but I will not tolerate the physical or mental abuse of an animal. Dogs are extremely sensitive, so you watch what you say in front of it.”
“Fuck that!” Reaper replies then looks at me. “The woman needs to be committed.” He turns to Hangman. “No way the club’s gonna agree to this bullshit.”
Hangman and I are taken aback by Reaper’s vehement response. He’s the chillest guy I know.
“Don’t you fucking tell me what to do!” Hangman snarls. Yep, that’s the prez. He never met an argument he couldn’t escalate.
Apparently, neither has Reaper. “It’s in the fucking charter. You wanna spend money, you gotta bring it to the club.”
Hangman tries unsuccessfully to stare Reaper down, then when that doesn’t work, turns on me. “Did you fuckin’ know that Coyote’s women invested?” Before I can answer, he says, “Does Coyote fuckin’ know?”
Evanee enters the fray with her gentle, charming voice. “The women have their own money and do not need permission from a man to spend it.”
Her words don’t appease Prez. “Coyote, get in here!”
Evanee twists her lips. “Then you may as well invite Haley and Jess’s men to join us because their lovely ladies have a 5 percent interest in the clinic.”
“Jesus fucking Christ!” Hangman shouts at her. “Don’t you have any fucking friends outside this club?”
“Hey,” I snarl at Hangman. “Back the fuck off.”
Before Hangman can punch my lights out, Coyote arrives.
Hangman turns on him. “Church now! King and Rocky too!”
Evanee starts to rise, but he says, “Not you. No women in church.”
She opens her mouth to reply, but I get in front of her. Literally. I pull her up by her arms and give her a little shake. “Cut it out,” I say under my breath. “You’re treading on thin ice.”
If she’s affronted by my aggression, she doesn’t show it. “Okay,” she whispers in my ear. “Later, when we’re alone, you can punish me for it.”
My dick salutes her and if it weren’t for Hangman shouting in the background, I’d have flipped her over, heaved her on his desk and shoved my dick in her, but the prez has a way of ruining a good fuck. “Get her out of my office before I throw her out. She can hang with her other fuckin’ investors.” He stabs at Evanee with his fingers. “And keep away from the rest of the women.”
He stomps out, Reaper following him.
I press Evanee up against a wall. “Baby, you’re so much fucking trouble.”
“I certainly hope so,” she answers, her lips curling at the corners. “Otherwise, you’d get tired of me in an hour.”
