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But even if we’re on the same chapter, I don’t know if we’re on the same page. It’s all a game of strategy, and it depends on what’s behind the moves. So I wait.
He leans in close, picking up his rum. “The one you and Jac were on fire over at your gala.”
“Jac’s a dog,” I say. “He’s got a boner for anything female.”
“He brought that poor actress as his date to taunt you and basically ignored her—when he wasn’t flashing her wares.” Ivan sighs. “God knows what he did to her on the ride there.”
“He’ll tell you. He loves to brag.” I can’t keep the bitterness from my voice. Not about the women he bangs. I don’t give a shit. I don’t even care about the ones he managed to fuck when I was fucking them. There’s been no one I want to call mine. Not in ten years. So if he wants to fuck my leftovers, or fuck them after me, he can.
Shit. He probably did with Magdalena.
For some reason, that sticks somewhere in my throat.
“So?” Ivan prods.
“She’s no one.”
Someone.
Intrigue.
Delicious.
She makes me want to break Jac’s fucking pretty face for touching her.
I don’t examine that. In reality, he probably had her first.
In reality, he’s paying her.
She’s not mine.
At all.
He smirks. “Well, that no one’s got a pair of fucking killer legs, better ass, and fine tits.”
“Leave it,” I say with a growl.
“You got it, Hendrick. I’m out of here. Let me know when we can find a better dealer. Then we can bring it to the table.”
I look at him. “You really want to move on that?”
Ivan downs the rest of his rum. “Sooner the better.”
“We’re in a little deep, but I’ll look around to see what else there might be. Further afield.” I take a swallow of my whiskey.
“I’ll do the same.”
“We should keep it on the DL,” I say.
He gives a short nod. “Agreed. That fucking little shit’s going to bring headaches. We can deal, but I’d rather get a better price and a more stable connection.”
“Someone,” I say, “who isn’t a serial killer in the making?”
“Something like that.”
“We’ll float it next meeting,” I say. “As a general idea. Not that we’re looking.”
When Ivan leaves, I order another drink. I don’t look to see if Magdalena’s still there. I know she is. The air vibrates with her, but she takes her sweet ass time heading over. I’m betting she’s waiting for me. I pull out my phone and text Damon, for a brief update.
