Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 90276 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90276 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“Not a good idea, Boss.” Tyler came up beside me. “Vic and I got this.”
I knew they did, and I trusted them, knew they’d never let anything bad go down. But I was a controlling asshole and had to have a visual. “I’m not leaving.”
Tyler chuckled. “Yeah, well, you should’ve been here sooner. I lost fifty bucks to Vic. I didn’t think you’d last this long. I gave you ten minutes before you had your ass in here.”
Fuck, these guys knew me too well. He passed me a beer and we made our way through the crowd to a booth with a good vantage point to the bar where Georgie sat next to Tristan.
I watched my girl touch his arm, the lightness of her fingertips on his skin. And it wasn’t jealousy I felt because in order to be jealous, you had to be insecure. Georgie was mine. There wasn’t a chance in hell another man could ever take her from me. I was obsessively protective.
I was also aroused. My cock strained at my jeans, threatening to break free from its tight confines. I knew what her fingertips felt like on my skin, on my cock, and I had the urge to go over there and fuck her on the bar.
“You good?” Vic asked.
I nodded. Fuck yeah, I’m good. I was the one taking her home tonight and sinking inside her wet pussy. I held the beer in my hand, although I didn’t drink it. I wanted every single molecule in my fuckin’ body ready to react.
Tristan was high profile, meaning he had a lot of money, was in the news often whether it was about his development company or his bachelor life. He was generous with several charities that involved helping children and on paper was an upstanding citizen, but Vic couldn’t find anything on his family. No past. And no past meant it was hidden
What I really didn’t like was the fact he came to Georgie’s coffee shop when there were two others closer to his office. But there wasn’t anything to indicate he was involved in illegal activity of any kind.
Then why did Vault want Georgie to get close to him? What purpose? And why did Kai receive a message for Georgie to meet up with Tristan tonight?
That didn’t sit well with me. As a team, we went into every situation with as many details as possible. We had a plan for every possible outcome and we knew what to do if things went bad. This was a crap shoot. We had no idea who was involved with Vault, what they wanted or if Kai was on our side or Vault’s.
I watched Georgie … no, Chaos. She was playing a part and yeah, she was hot. Fuck, I hated that Chaos was part of her, but it was something I had to accept, as it was part of who she was now. And any fuckin’ guy would be turned on by his girl bold enough to do what she’s done all these years. I didn’t have to like it—shit, I didn’t like it—but my girl was tough and that was fuckin’ hot as hell.
TRISTAN WAS A hard nut to crack. He didn’t drink from his beer and he didn’t react to my slight touch on his arm. He was stone cold and it reminded me a little of Kai. Well, my job tonight was just to make contact and he was obviously interested because he’d agreed to meet me here.
We chatted about the coffee shop and his company, Mason Development, and got into how I knew the band members of Tear Asunder. Then he hit me with, “He was a liability.” Tristan’s grip on his untouched beer was light, not a flicker of tension in him.
“Who?” A shiver went down my spine. I was uncertain what he was talking about, but I didn’t like where this was going.
Tristan didn’t look over at the booth where Deck, Tyler and Vic sat, but he gestured with his head, tilting it in their direction. “You know exactly who I’m talking about, Chaos. And so do they.”
Fuck. Double-fudge-fuck. It took everything I had to remain relaxed and not react.
“I assume Tanner’s dead?” Tristan said. “Did Kai kill him or Deck?”
Jesus. How did he know? I didn’t have to fake taking a sip of my beer because I needed it. I also knew when to shut the fuck up. There was no hiding from this. Tristan obviously knew about Vault. Shit, was this why I was given orders to get to ‘know’ Tristan? Did they already suspect that he knew about them?
“Kai won’t be far behind him, despite who his mother is.” He shrugged. “They’ll know soon enough who his loyalty is with.”
“And yours?” Because I was wondering why he’d tell me this. He must know I was part of Vault, although it wasn’t willingly.