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Ezra’s eyes widened in mock surprise.
“Well, fuck me. Asshole here is in finance, honey. I’m still driving a fifty thousand customised Harley, and all the while, his BMW looks to be around forty k. I think my pickup trumps it at fifty. Guess I’m just a grease monkey. If the douche is so hot, why doesn’t he know how much Rage is worth?” Ezra grinned.
Stunned, I stared at him. Ezra really drove two vehicles worth that much? Wowza.
“You probably bought them with drug money,” Patrick sneered.
Ezra was across the room in seconds. He picked Patrick up by his sweater and lifted him.
“You got grief with Rage?” Ezra snarled into Patrick’s face.
Patrick glanced at the floor, then at Ezra. Despite his workouts, Patrick couldn’t move Ezra, let alone lift him.
“No!” Patrick finally bit out as Ezra just kept holding him there.
Ezra dropped Patrick and then gave him a shove.
“My woman has repeatedly told you to leave. Leave now, or I’ll put you out!” Ezra ordered.
Patrick gathered his dignity and strode towards the door. He stopped there and proved he was simply stupid. “I’ll let you fuck this out of your system. Tomorrow, I will be serving papers to Shania. When you’re done with your flit with a bad boy, I’ll be waiting, but not for long, Dana. Get this fling finished quickly.”
Lost for words at his arrogance, I glanced at Patrick and then at Ezra, just like last night, and my lip curled up before I snickered.
“Think I’m fine where I am.”
Ezra moved towards him.
Patrick fled.
Chapter Three.
Ezra
Ezra watched, amused, as Dana continued to admire the new shoes on her feet. Dana was completely besotted with them, which tickled him. The radiant smile she offered made it worth the two thousand bucks he’d just dropped on a pair of damn shoes. And Ezra understood too well how expensive shoes could be. His sister Lindsey drove Lowrider insane to the point Lowrider had put a limit on how much Lindsey could spend a month.
Looking at Dana’s smitten face, Ezra guessed Dana had a weakness for expensive shoes. Ezra already had most of Dana’s background. He knew she’d been left millions, but it sat in a bank account, and Dana rarely touched it. Instead, Dana seemed to be one of those rare women who believed in working. Dana didn’t have much to pay for apart from utilities. Her home had been bought outright, as had her three-year-old car. Dana spent her money on bills, food, and the odd treat. Her yearly vacations were limited to just two.
She even had a very nice nest egg building up from money she was saving from her wages from Hawthorne’s, who paid her very generously.
Dana’s estrangement from her family had been known to Ezra for two years, yet the cause remained a mystery. He knew now, and it disgusted him.
Family meant everything to Ezra. He’d sacrificed Lindsey to what he thought would be a better life for her and discovered Rage. When Lindsey had erupted back into Ezra’s life, he’d been shocked and horrified. With Drake at his side, Ezra had destroyed his aunt and uncle for what they’d done to his baby sister. When Lindsey arrived on Rage, barely alive with the babies, Ezra had wanted to tear the world apart. But cooler heads than his had prevailed, and Ezra had waited for revenge.
He’d met Dana on and off over the last few years, and, at first, he’d watched her melt into the background. He wasn’t usually attracted to wallflowers, but something about Dana caught Ezra’s attention.
He now understood why—for six months two years ago—she’d disappeared completely from the social scene. The poor girl had been licking her wounds. Shit, Ezra wondered if any of the old ladies had even realised Dana had been engaged. He certainly hadn’t.
Ezra had been aware of Dana following and saving Irish. Something he was very grateful for because Slick would have lost his mind had he lost one of his women. While he’d been part of the group teasing Slick for being so greedy for having two ladies, Ezra saw that both women were desperately needed by Slick.
Irish remained stand-offish, with only Summer and Slick being close. Ezra had watched, worried someone might get hurt, but Summer and Irish were good friends. He never pried into how their relationship worked, but Ezra did know it was an unusual arrangement. However, Summer was blossoming. Irish was her protective shadow, and the old ladies went out of their way to make them both welcome. Summer did drift towards Irish more than any other old lady, but Ezra assumed that was natural.
Irish made Summer smile with her actions. She looked out for Summer constantly. He’d never want to upset Summer because it was clear anyone who did would pay a steep price. Summer blossomed under the care of Irish and the love Slick heaped on her. For a strait-laced woman, Ezra was shocked to understand that Summer was perfectly happy with her living arrangements.
The one thing Ezra did like about Summer was the home she’d built for the three of them. They were living together in her house while they hunted for the house they wanted, and Slick was a very content man. Hell, Summer even made Slick lunch every day.
Ezra’s brother was as happy as a pig in shit.
Summer glowed whenever Slick looked at her, and Irish had softened a little. Whatever they were doing worked, and that’s all that mattered.
