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When his gaze comes back to mine, it’s wrecked with emotion but also resignation.
He knows I’m right.
It’s a nice fucking change.
“You can say the words though. It won’t make you any less dangerous of a gangster to confess you love a woman.”
He smirks, shaking his head in irritation. “Shut the fuck up,” he mutters before climbing into the car.
“We can all see it, man. We can all see it.”
“See what?” Mav asks when I finally join them.
“Can we just go?” Aubrey asks the driver, ignoring all of us.
“You know,” I say cryptically, winking at Mav. “Weallknow.”
Reid shoots me a dark, warning glare before he pulls a laptop and a black leather case from the bag he had thrown over his shoulder.
“Can we focus on the task at hand please,” he mutters, passing Mav the black case while he flips open the laptop.
“Fully focused, Boss.”
By the time we pull to a stop down the street from the club we’re targeting, Aubrey and Alana have almost invisible earpieces in place and pinhead cameras attached to their dresses.
Sending them in with comms is a risk. They might be top of the range and discreet as fuck, but that doesn’t mean that someone who knows what they’re looking for will miss them.
They could be caught before they even get through the front door. And knowing the kind of people who run this place, that would be a massive fucking problem.
“Okay, everything is set up,” Reid states after testing everything. “Go in there and let us see the place and the people inside. But don’t?—”
“This bossy attitude does not sit well with me, Harris,” Aubrey snaps, wiggling her fingers at him.
“Alana and I know what we’re doing. Now let’s go party.”
“You’re not partying, you’re?—”
“While we’re gone, will someone please try to pull the stick out of his ass, yeah?” Aubrey asks, looking between Mav and me.
Mav holds his hands up in surrender. “Not sure either of us swing that way, Aubs.”
“You’re not sure?” I ask, shooting Mav a look. “Have I ever come onto you or given you the impression I want your dick as much as Alana does?”
“Fucking hell. Let’s go, girl. The cocktails are waiting.”
Aubrey attempts to usher Alana out of the car, but Reid isn’t having any of it and drags her straight onto his lap.
Dropping his lips to her ear, he growls. “Be good, Pet. One wrong move and I’ll be throwing you over my shoulder and removing you.”
She shudders.
“Such big promises from someone who can’t risk showing their face in there,” she teases before leaning forward and stealing a kiss, not giving him a chance to come up with a response.
“Love you, Dove,” I say, leaning over to kiss her once Reid’s released her.
He’s ruined her lipstick now, might as well make the most of it.
“Love you, too.”
