shocked the community . ”
Sloan glanced her way, but once again she was removed to the day she found out, exposed and vulnerable. Ashamed she hadn’t seen the end coming. Shaken.
Sloan turned to Westly. “You have to be shitting m e. Are we being punked ? ” He gave Westly a scathing scowl . “ Fucking prick. ” He crossed the small space, through the other players and slugged Westly in the nose. The sound of cartilage breaking echoed in the coliseum. “Get t his jackass off the stage.”
He turned to the manager and Commissioner Jackson. “ As the new o wner of the Devils, I want his shit packed up and out of the locker room within the hour. I have zero tolerance for taking bets in general. More when they’re bets from a player against his own team. Everyone listen up. Heed my words. To work for me, or play for me , I demand the highest level of integrity and honor , on and off the field . A nyone who doesn’t possess those qualities will be removed from the team. In the event I am needed at my other business, the manager will take over in my absence. ”
He then stepped off the podium , and s tormed out into the sea of people who parted for him . He found B riar , and moved the reporters out of her face. He snaked his hand out and drew her into his arms . “ I didn’t know. I’m sorry . I’d have told you what I did for a living if I’d known. Believe me when I tell you I’d never be the cause of your hurt and embarrassment.” He kissed her fore head. “ I broke his nose . ” He winked at her .
Briar groan ed . “You didn’t have to . I’m sorry for this . ” She’d assumed the worst, judged him unfairly instead of asking.
“No problem . ” H e bent to whisper in her ear. “ Next time , go all accusatory and hellcat in my place, so I can fuck you hard again . ” H e kissed her behind her ear , smiling at the cameras.
“Are you and Ms. Thompson an item? ” a reporter asked with pen and pad on the ready.
“You better believe it . A nd , I know how to take care of what’s mine.”
“We just met last night.” Why did he want more after her insane explosion?
“Everyone has to begin somewhere.” He caressed her chin and then kissed her softly.
Briar couldn’t help but chuckle as s he allowed Sloan to whisk her away. No one understood firsthand the damage done to her, but he got her . The reasons for his need for privacy began to make sense. A look into his personal and professional lifestyle, if the conference was anything to go by, spoke volumes on how media could affect a person’s personal life.
S he stifled a case of the giggles as he flipped his designer sunglasses on and gave the reporters a parting grin. It’s a crime to be that sexy.
L ean ing over to the driver’s seat with the intention of touching him , h eat suffused her face as h is gaze sent spikes of heady sensations ricocheting between her legs . S he ’d bet all the money in her bank he knew what she had planned . “I want to go all hellcat on you right now,” she teased before she ran the tip of her tongue against his lobe. His heated skin warmed her palms. S he wound her hand up his chest to play with the hair curling at his nape . H e leaned back and licked her lower lip. Desire clouded her judgment, so much so, she forgot about the press just outside his car, how she embarrassed them both by taking what she wanted. Sh e didn’t stand a chance when he kissed h er , teased h er lips open. He tasted of darkness, of sin, and damn it if she wasn’t glad she was his.
A moan left her mouth, or his, she couldn’t tell . S he had lost herself in the taste of him. Firm lips melted with hers. She broke off the kiss and sucked her bottom lip into her mouth. “Take me to your place . ” His expression caused her core to explode in wetness. He held that wild look, all serious and aroused, as if irritated that they couldn’t continue.
“What the lady asks, she shall receive.” He gunned the engine and shot