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“You try to make this public, and I’ll take you down,” Jazlene threatens, taking a step toward me. When she does this, I also see Lynch out of the corner of my eye reposition himself, but my focus is on this viper. “All he wants is Lily back where she belongs.”
“I highly doubt that to be true, Rasmussen.” I snort, stepping closer to the other woman. “You see, I know all about him, and I’ve heard what he’s after. It’s not going to happen. Not this way,” I inform her while reaching into my briefcase and pulling out some papers. I get a satisfying thrill when I shove them into Jazlene’s chest, making her scamper to grasp them. “Now, these papers, they’re legit. Not only are they marriage papers, there’s also a restraining order against your client, all signed by a judge and filed with the courts.”
The look in Jazlene’s eyes is telling that she knows she’s not going to beat me. Not with this. Instead, she fumes and shifts on her feet. “This isn’t over with.”
“For now, it is,” I inform her. “Now, I suggest you leave my client alone, and I’d inform yours to leave her and this club alone. I’d hate to have to get ugly.”
I barely contain my relief when Jazlene spins on her heels and stomps out of the clubhouse. I’m sure when it comes to anything with this woman, it’ll never be over. She’s not one for losing.
Unfortunately for her, neither am I.
“The fuck are you doing here, Camilla?” Lynch demands, switching my attention to him and seeing him getting so close.
Close enough, I could smell his cologne. It’s the same as it always was. That woodsy spice that I used to love.
“It’s none of your business,” I inform him, lifting my head high. I refuse to allow him to intimidate me in any way, shape or form.
“Bullshit, you’re in my clubhouse, a place you swore you’d never step foot in again. Now, you’re here, what the fuck for? And don’t tell me none of my business.”
“I know what I said,” I state, my anger rising at the mention of what I swore I’d never do again. When I said it, I totally meant it. I didn’t want to be here. If not for my job and the fact I’d like to keep it, I wouldn’t be. “I don’t need the refresher. Unfortunately, I have to listen to my boss, who put me on this and, in doing so, forced me back here.”
I take a breath, and before he can say another word, I continue, “But since I’m here . . .” I reach in my briefcase again, this time pulling out papers I’d had drawn up years ago yet never had the nerve to send. “I’ll go ahead and give you these.” Holding out my hand, I shove papers at Lynch. “Here’s the divorce papers. Sign them, and we can be done with this.”
The look in Lynch’s eyes and the fact he doesn’t bother looking at the papers, rather balls them up and tosses them to the floor, should have been my clue to his next action.
Lynch grabs my wrist and yanks me the rest of the way to him, only to release his grip and grab my waist at the same time, bending slightly to toss me over his shoulder.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I demand, kicking and screaming.
“Knock it the fuck off,” he commands and slaps my bottom, sending jolts of electricity throughout my entire body.
“Lynch put me down.” I need him to put me down and let me go. If I don’t get the hell out here soon, I’m going to be in trouble.
I also have to get out of here and get ready for the gala. If I’m late, my aunt will bug out, and I don’t need the headache.
Lynch ignores me and carries me through the clubhouse, down a hall, and into his room. A room, I remember.
Only then does he put me down. When he does, he gets right in my space, hand going in my hair, fisting it in his grip.
“Now, you want to tell me what the fuck you’re doing back here?” he snarls.
“I think the answer would be obvious,” I snap right back. “Now, unhand me, asshole. I have a date to get ready for.”
Lynch’s expression turns molten, and he looks ready to lose his mind. “You have a date?” He clenches his teeth.
“You come back here . . . show up, looking like you do, and you think you can just walk out with so much as an explanation? I don’t fuckin’ think so, Cams.”
Hearing him call me Cams brings up so many emotions, and I don’t know what to do with them. “Don’t call me that.” I tried to jerk away, but it’s not something he lets me do.
Lynch stares at me for a moment, and something in his gaze shifts. Before I can stop him, he’s slamming his mouth to mine, and everything inside me ignites.
With just one kiss, he shreds all of my control. With just one kiss, I can’t think of anything else but what comes next, and I know, in the end, I’m going to regret it. Just as I do the rest of everything else that’s ever happened between the two of us.
CHAPTER TWO
LYNCH
This is bullshit.
