couldn't ever make right what had gone so horribly wrong between us.
Carmen got to her feet and started heading for the door and I snapped out of my depressing thoughts, slapping a stray tear off my cheek, and muttering a goodbye as she assured Luther that she and her men could see themselves out.
The door closed behind them and it felt like the room finally filled with oxygen again.
And I used to think Luther Harlequin was scary. That bitch made him look like a freaking kitten. I was kind of crushing on her though, so what did that say about me?
"That went well," Luther said firmly. "But I'll have a lot of organisation to manage if I want that new shipment to come in without a hitch, especially while Shawn is still hanging around town. The sooner we kill that motherfucker, the better."
"Agreed," Fox growled.
Luther glanced at me with a frown. “Carmen liked you. Which means you’re now filed away in her brain as a potential threat. She’s the most dangerous woman on the east coast and she’ll twist a knife in your back and carve out your spine for good measure if you cross her.”
“My kind of girl,” I said with a nod.
“No,” Luther said in a gruff tone. “She’s wolfsbane. Beautiful to look at and deadly poisonous.”
“You’re only selling her more to me, dude,” I said with a shrug and he shook his head in frustration.
“That woman is a prime example of why I know women are the far more lethal sex than men. Every member of her cartel would slit any throat she pointed at, including their own.”
“Are you trying to make me question my sexual orientation, Luther? Seems like a weird thing for my mob daddy to do.”
“Just stop it,” Fox said in irritation, like even picturing me with a woman was too much for his possessive little badgery brain to handle.
“He’s the one listing reasons why Carmen’s marriage material, maybe Luther’s the one with the crush,” I tossed at him and Luther just bared his teeth like the idea of that was unthinkable. It made me kinda curious about his sex life – not that I wanted to picture anything like that because he was Fox’s dad which made him as sexy as a rock to me, but like, was he celibate? Or did he just hate fuck women then throw them to a great white shark when he was done?
“Anyway.” Luther gave me a hard look which told me to zip my lip before looking to Fox. “I've been invited to a poker night at the Rosewood Manor tonight.” He took his phone from his pocket and began typing out a message. "But I need to focus on this, so I'm telling Kaiser that you'll go in my place. Bring Rogue. The two of you could use some fun and I want you gathering information on Kaiser while you're there. He's becoming a big player in our territory and I want to be sure he's not crossing the line with our leniency. He owes me a debt too, so put the pressure on him to fulfil it because I’m getting impatient."
"Got it," Fox added and I smirked at the idea of whooping a bunch of rich assholes at poker. My game was king. I just grinned and laughed my way through it no matter what way the cards fell, and no one could ever figure out what the fuck my hand was looking like.
"You gotta dress up fancy for it. You can take the rest of the day to go buy something to wear and do whatever you kids enjoy doing together,” Luther offered like a doting father. The dude gave me whiplash with his multiple personalities.
"Subway," I demanded instantly and Fox groaned.
"You can't be hungry already."
"Err, yes I can, Fox. I am hungry at all times in fact. And right now I want Subway. So I suggest you feed me."
Fox rolled his eyes and held a hand out for me and I grinned as I accepted it and let him lead me outside.
"Come on, Mutt!" I yelled as we went and my little dog raced after us with an enthusiastic yip. "Foot longs are on Fox."
“M ommy is going to be so excited to meet you,” Mia cooed, rubbing my arm as one of my men drove us to the Rosewood Manor. We were sat in the back of the car, my biceps straining against a crisp white shirt, the sleeves folded up