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A second later, Dante swept in, and slid an arm around her waist. I’d sensed him coming and couldn’t resist poking at him.
“Are you flirting with my woman?” he asked darkly.
I sipped my cocktail. “Of course. One, she made me my own cocktail.” I lifted the glass. “And two, I’m a man of good taste.”
Dante scowled at me. “Find your own woman.”
I shook my head. “Unfortunately, I like variety.”
Dante’s dark gaze turned serious. He pressed a kiss to the top of Mila’s head. “I promise you, finding the right one is worth it.”
Mila looked up at him, love in her eyes.
My gut contracted. I was glad that Dante had that. He hadn’t had people who’d loved him growing up. I looked away, and my gaze fell on Colt and Macy. Colt was holding the tiny blonde in his arms, like he never wanted to let her go.
Suddenly, the party felt wrong. I resisted the urge to tug at my collar. There were women eyeing me, and men hovering, wanting to pitch their business deals. Two of my brothers snuggled up with the women they loved.
And I was standing here feeling alone in the middle of the crowd.
Shit. It wasn’t like me to get melancholy.
I’d promised myself to never dwell on the negative. Life could always be improved.
And at that moment, a woman walked into the room, her gaze sweeping over the crowd.
I stiffened. I knew that confident stride.
Agent London Coleman.
She wore a black dress with a simple, elegant design that skimmed her long body. It had a deep V and tiny straps over toned shoulders. Her black hair was pulled back in a sleek bun, and she had green, dangly earrings in her ears. They accented the long, slender neck that I’d noted before.
I’d noticed a lot about the woman who was out to get me.
I set my glass down, suddenly filled with energy.
“Kav?”
I waved a hand at Dante. “I’ve got something I need to do.”
Time to tangle with the enemy.
5
LONDON
The Rooftop was stunning.
I stared at the massive chandeliers overhead, and the large, glass skylight. But it was the doors leading to the roof terrace that caught my attention. Or rather, the panoramic view of the night-drenched city.
The Fury brothers sure knew how to host a party. The Rooftop was a favorite space for weddings; Dante Fury’s nightclub, Ember, was the hottest club in town; and his restaurants had long waitlists. Lexxie had raved about Ember numerous times.
Yes, the Fury brothers had come from nothing, and done very well for themselves. I knew Beauden also owned Hard Burn, a popular gym. Colton was a bounty hunter, and Reath ran a successful security company.
It was a lot of success. For me, it rang alarm bells. Success like that didn’t come easily.
But the wealthiest of all five brothers was Kavner, with his sprawling, business empire.
As the band played some hip-swinging jazz music, I scanned around the room. I noticed several influential New Orleans businesspeople, some politicians, a few actors that were on a successful local TV show. I frowned. Yes, the Fury brothers were well-connected.
