Page 63 of Havoc

“Kenna…” I swallowed back my normal snarl. “Yes, I do.” I noticed my coffee mug was empty, so I headed over to the cart for a refill while I felt my way through this new territory.

“Or is it that you don’t want me here alone when the pervert arrives, or the football team, or the…” She gave me a sexy smirk, and I felt my pants tighten.

“I won’t lie, that’s one of the perks to you coming.”

“Grim.” She rolled her eyes.

“Kenna,” I set my coffee down and tried to fight my natural need to dominate, “you’re great at what you do, and I think you’d be a huge asset to this trip. I’d like you to come.”

She leaned against the table and studied me as if she considered my words.

“All right.” A small smile spread across her sexy lips, and I found myself moving toward her.

“Smart move.” I grabbed her ass and pulled her tight body to mine. “Pack more of these, too.” I tugged on her garter belt.

“Ms. Lodge?” My brother Knox stood in the doorway. He looked hungover, and sleep deprived, also pissed. “LawyerMorey Ines is here for his meeting.” He spoke in a tone that let us know he was displeased he’d had to escort him there.

“Thank you, Knox.” She turned back to business mode. “If you don’t mind, Mr. Gates.” She tilted her head at me.

I smirked when she called me that, and she flashed me a scowl and pointed at the door with her head.

A balding, slightly overweight guy in a cheap suit entered. He looked frazzled as he mopped the sweat from his forehead then held out a hand.

“Thanks for seeing me.” He dropped the hand, which I ignored. “Oh, you must be the famous Grim Gates.” He swallowed noticeably and glanced at his watch, as if he needed something to do.

“Mr. Ines.” I inclined my head. “I understand you’re looking to sign on with Mr. Tame?”

“Ah, no,” he looked confused, “I just wanted to ask a few questions about your hotel for a new client who’s coming into town.” He tugged at the sleeve of his jacket and looked away. He was lying.Interesting.

“I see.” I let it go. I didn’t have time to dig too deep, and given the man’s mannerisms, I figured Kenna could easily handle him alone. He glanced at Kenna, who leaned over the table, quickly finishing up the last few things. I eyed the man hard and saw sweat break out on his face again as he took his eyes off her legs.

“Have a good meeting.” I almost bumped into Knox where he leaned on the wall just outside the door. He followed me down the hall.

“Grim, we need to talk.”

“What?”

“Did you really kill Martin Castillo?” That stopped me dead in my tracks. I whirled around. Where in the hell had he heard that name? “Shit, man.” He tripped over his own feet and had to right himself. “People are talking.”

“What people?”

“People.” He shrugged. “I heard rumors and wondered if it’s true.”

“It’s not,” I snapped.

“Given your reaction, I’m thinking maybe you?—”

“Hey,” I slapped the side of his head, “get your shit together, Knox, wake the fuck up, and see what the hell’s happening around you.”

“What do ya mean? Shit!” He ducked like I swung at him again. “Why are you always so fuckin’ angry?”

“Because I’m watching my brother piss away his life listening to rumors while everyone around him is working their ass off!” I glared at him. He looked like he was about to say something but changed his mind. He cursed then spun around and headed toward the elevator.

“Check in with Dad today,” I called after him, then I headed toward Leo’s office, knocked twice on his door, and popped my head inside.

“Good time?”

“Yeah.” He put his phone down as I came into the room. “You look pissed.”

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