Page 22 of Convenient Rivals

“What the fuck is he doing here?” came a growly voice.

Fuck. It was Langdon.

“He’s here for Gregory,” said Jason, a smile on his lips.

“Gregory isn’t here, so he can fuck off.”

Langdon folded his arms across his solid chest, his inked arms looking both sexy and intimidating at the same time. There was a handsome ginger guy sitting nearby, looking at Langdon with hearts in his eyes. It looked like there was nobody else at home.

“I better get going,” he said, not wanting to get into it with Langdon.

“Make yourself at home. Gregory will be back soon.”

“Jason!” Langdon barked.

“Look, sorry I came by. I just need to speak to him. Will you please ask him to call me?”

Before they could respond, he turned and went to reach for the front door handle, almost colliding with it as it opened. Gregory walked through and looked shocked to see Oscar before his eyes narrowed.

“What are you doing here?” asked Gregory.

“He was just leaving,” said Langdon.

“Don’t let me stop you, then,” said Gregory, stepping aside so Oscar could leave.

“We need to talk.”

“I’ve got nothing to say to you.”

“Just five minutes.”

“You need to leave.”

“You heard him, Montgomery. Fuck off,” said Langdon, who started walking over.

“It’s about Barty,” said Oscar, lowering his voice. “I know about the money.”

Gregory’s eyes widened for a second. He looked over at Langdon, and a look of panic came over his face.

“Fine, you get five minutes.”

“Gregory, just tell him to fuck off. Or let me escort him out.”

“Can you call off your guard dog?”

Gregory smirked. “It’s fine, Langdon.”

“Shall we go somewhere more private?”

Gregory looked over at Langdon and Jason, who both had their arms folded. Langdon looked all growly, but Oscar knew Jason wouldn’t hesitate to scratch his eyes out either.ure, I know somewhere we can go.”

Gregory walked out without looking back at his friends. Oscar looked at Langdon and Jason again, and without a word, the warning was very clear. Little did they know, he wasn’t here to hurt Gregory. He only wanted to help him. And if Gregory went for his idea, it could help them both.

CHAPTER7

GREGORY

Why he’d brought Oscar Montgomery to his empty offices on a Sunday was a mystery, but his instinct had carried him here.

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