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But Colt’s sweet assistant Macy had managed to turn the man’s life upside down.
The bubbly blonde had sent Colt’s protective instincts into overdrive. That, I understood. When someone was yours, you protected them with everything you had.
Everything I had, everything I’d worked for, everything I’d spilled blood for, I protected fiercely.
My brothers, their women, and my niece were the most important things in my life.
“Hello, there.” A woman in a clinging dress of bright fuchsia stepped in front of me. Her voice was a low purr.
I gave her a polite smile. I just wanted a relaxing evening, and wasn’t in the mood to be hunted.
“I wanted to give you my phone number.” She held up a small slip of paper.
When it came to women and sex, I preferred to be the hunter. “Thank you, but not tonight.”
Her face fell, then she lifted her chin and sashayed off, ensuring her curves were on display. They were good ones, but for some reason, I didn’t feel a spark.
Lately, I had to admit I was feeling a little bored and unfulfilled when it came to women. Swiveling, I took another sip of my drink and scanned the room. Maybe a new business deal would give me a new challenge. I always ensured I had a few promising ones on the horizon.
A flash of gold-and-black at the bar caught my eye.
Dante’s woman, Mila, was talking to the bartenders. She was running the event this evening, with her usual competency. She wore a gold skirt and black halter top. Her hair was a beautiful caramel color, and I was glad it was no longer dyed black, like when she’d worked at Ember. Where she’d been hiding from some very bad people.
Dante had stepped in to get her free of that trouble, and claimed her in the process.
I headed over to her. “Mila.”
“Kav.” She turned and smiled. “Devastatingly handsome as always.”
“I’ll tell your other half you said that.”
Her smile widened. “He’s darkly handsome. And I already showed him my appreciation of him in a tux earlier.”
I held up a hand. “I don’t need the details.”
She tilted her head at my glass. “How’s the whiskey?”
“Excellent.”
“I have a special cocktail that I created for tonight. You were the inspiration.” She turned back to the bar. “Venus, can I have one Money to Burn, please?”
Dante’s head bartender was an attractive forty-something Black woman with her curly, black hair cut very short. Her halter top showcased her toned arms. “Coming right up.”
“You’ve done an excellent job tonight, Mila.”
She smiled. “Thank you. But since you guys always give me an unlimited budget, you make my job easy.”
Venus leaned over the bar with a fancy glass in her hand. “Here you go.”
Mila scooped it up and held it out. “One Money to Burn.”
I set my empty whiskey glass down and took the flame-red cocktail from Mila. “Darling, I never burn money. I always find good uses for it.”
“I know you do.”
I took a sip, and flavors exploded on my tongue. “Mmm, this is good.” I leaned close to her. “Ditch my brother, run away with me.”
Mila laughed.
