Page 141 of Anger


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“The fucking governor. She was with Brinley at the engagement party, and Brinley told him it was the stripper’s friends who are decrypting the drive. That makes her a target. But if you’re too busy taking an emotional day, I’ll have someone else grab her.”

The hell he will.

Nobody else in the Inferno will lay so much as a finger on her without me tearing it off.

“She’s not a stripper.”

“I don’t give a flying fuck. She needs to be handled, and since you had a fucking deal with her that none of us knew about, I might add, I figured you’d like to pick her up.”

“I’ll take care of it,” I snap. “How quickly does this need to be done?”

“Yesterday,” he barks back, his pen clicking furiously. “Glad to hear you got over your feelings enough to pull your head out of your ass and remember we’ve got problems.”

We always have problems.

And Blue’s not going to be easy to grab.

I have a feeling I’ll be carrying her out of her apartment kicking and screaming.

“Consider it done.”

Tanner starts flapping his fucking lips again, but I end the call, not giving a shit what else he has to say. Tanner is a man for details, while I’m more the type who wants the bare basics; who, what, where, when, how.

Thewhydoesn’t fucking matter. Tanner, Gabe and them can worry about the fucking why. Again, that’s athemproblem.

Unfortunately, thewhyleft Blue as ameproblem.

Knowing this is going to be one hell of a fight, I roll my neck over my shoulders to ease the tension and grab my keys to head to her apartment.

. . .

“Wakey, wakey.”

I tug at the bottom of Blue’s blanket, hoping like hell she sleeps nude because I wouldn’t mind the sight.

When I walked into her bedroom, I found her fast asleep in bed, her long blue hair the only touch of color over a pillowcase of pristine white. Her mouth was partly open, a spot of drool on her pillowcase. And the softest noise drew my attention.

I wonder if anybody has ever told Blue that she snores.

Blue groans at the sound of my voice, still mostly asleep.

I kick the foot of the bed.

“Rise and shine, Blue. Don’t make me steal the covers.”

Please be naked…

I can’t help what the sight of her body does to me.

This girl can hate me with every cell she has, but that doesn’t mean I’ll stop trying to find ways to get her out of her clothes, her legs spread wide in front of me.

I pull the covers down with a hard tug, disappointment washing over me to see she’s wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a cami.

“What in the actual fuck?”

She sits up in bed, swipes the hair from her face and peers up at me with sleepy eyes.

Assuming it takes a minute for her brain to catch up from the rude awakening, I chuckle when her violet eyes round into large saucers to finally realize I’m standing here.

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