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“Hopefully a nice little surprise for you,” Killian said.
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Diego and I will leave you. You’ve got our numbers. Call us when you have an answer.”
“Wait, does this mean you’re working together?”
“Only when it comes to you. When we’re here, this is personal. Our clubs won’t cause a fight or break out war in the town.”
“Oh.”
“We’ve got a handle on our men,” Diego said. “We wouldn’t break the truce with each other for a fuck. You mean more to us than that.”
“Okay. To be clear, you’d be willing to be with me, together?”
“You got it, sweetheart,” Killian said. “Anything you want, we will give you. We’ll leave you alone.”
He grabbed Diego around the neck and marched him out of the house. His enemy growled at him, but he wasn’t interested.
“What the fuck was that?” Diego pushed him away.
“You’re being a dick.”
“She had to have a taste of what we were offering.”
“And you need to know when to step away so she’ll want more. I don’t know what she sees in you.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t know what she fucking sees in you.”
They walked away from her house.
“What do you think she’ll decide?” Diego asked, being the first one to speak.
Killian looked back at her house and shook his head. “I don’t know.” How it went down wasn’t how he imagined. He’d hoped to have breakfast, take his time, draw her in, but Diego had as much tact as an elephant in a china shop.
“This was your idea.”
“I didn’t imagine your mouth ruining the moment. Next time, you keep your mouth shut.”
“Amy’s never had a problem with my mouth, and I can tell she liked my kiss just fine, thank you.”
“Do you want me to ram my fist into this fucking mouth?” Killian asked.
“Go ahead, I’d gladly wipe the floor with you. Amy and I will mourn you, but I’ll keep her company in my bed, I can promise you that.”
“I wouldn’t give you the satisfaction, you piece of shit.”
“Love you too.” Diego winked at him. “Talk to you soon.”
****
Diego was going over the paperwork for the latest figures within the club when his cell phone rang. At first, he ignored it. Business had to come first, and he was the only one within the club that seemed to understand numbers. He liked to keep an eye on the money. In the past he had to deal with a club brother stealing, and well, he didn’t like thieves or rats and he took care of them accordingly.
When his cell phone rang a second time within seconds of the first, he had no choice but to pick it up.
He saw Killian’s number flash across the screen.
“What?” he asked, picking up.
