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presence. Yes, she’d all but threatened to cut off Connor’s balls if he didn’t send Rylan and Pike her way. But that didn’t mean she had to
like
it.
    “Because I need him,” she muttered in response. “He and Pike understand combat – they’ll be able to teach our people everything they need to know.”
    “Your people,” Sloan corrected.
    She smiled wryly. “I might give the orders, but they all know I don’t make a single decision without your input.”
    They reached the front stoop of the two-story building Reese called home. Sloan stopped by the rail and fixed those serious hazel eyes on her.
    His steady gaze unnerved her, as it always did when she found herself the focus of it. Only two people had the ability to read her, to dive into her mind and know exactly what she was thinking. One of them was dead. The other was very much alive, and far too willing to use that skill to his advantage.
    “Remind me again why we don’t like him,” he said.
    The mocking note in his tone grated on her nerves. “Because he’s a wild card. And we don’t like wild cards.”
    Sloan nodded.
    She knew what he really wanted to say. That Rylan’s total recklessness and unpredictable nature reminded her too much of Jake. Which was the truth – the similarities between the two men were damn near eerie. They even shared a physical resemblance with their fair hair and blue eyes. Jake had been smaller, though, only a few inches taller than Reese, and lanky in contrast to Rylan’s broad, muscular frame.
    If she was basing her opinion on looks alone, she would’ve fucked Rylan’s brains out a year ago. Didn’t matter that he reminded her of her dead lover, because her dead lover had been one of the sexiest, most magnetic men she’d ever met. Jake might have turned into a tyrant by the time he died, but her attraction to him had remained stronger than ever despite that.
    No, it was Rylan’s complete lack of self-preservation that concerned her. His inability to walk the path of least resistance. The way he dove headfirst into danger without a single thought to his own well-being or that of others. She suspected he fed off the thrill, the adrenaline high, and maybe that worked well for him, but it wasn’t the way Reese operated.
    “We need to be smart about how we handle this,” she told Sloan. “Keep an eye on him while he’s here.”
    “You think Connor was suspicious?”
    “I know Connor was suspicious.” She cursed under her breath. Connor was a major thorn in her side sometimes. The man was too perceptive for his own good, not to mention a ruthless motherfucker. If he caught so much as a whiff that she might be placing his men in danger, he wouldn’t hesitate to slit her throat.
    Her gaze drifted toward the small building that housed the recreation center. Rylan and Pike were already headed in that direction. From the carefree spring to Rylan’s long stride, she knew exactly what he’d be doing when he got there. Dropping his pants and sticking his dick in the first available pussy.
    And that was just fine by Reese. Let him screw to his heart’s content. Rylan’s sex drive bordered on addiction, and she was happy to provide him with all the sexual distractions at her disposal. Her girls enjoyed his company. They’d keep him busy enough that he wouldn’t think too hard about everything else going on around him.
    “What do you need me to do?” Sloan said in a low voice.
    The question didn’t surprise her. She and Sloan had been through hell and back together – the man did whatever she asked. There was no line he wouldn’t cross for her.
    “Do what you do best,” she answered, arching a playful eyebrow. “Pay attention and keep your mouth shut.”
    He flashed a rare grin. “Just the way I like it.”
     
    The rec hall was bustling with activity when Lennox arrived after stashing his and Jamie’s bags. A few dozen people filled up the space, holding various containers of alcohol and in various