Page 90 of Savage Suit
Nicholas glared at Nathaniel but had no response. “What do you want, Megan?” he asked.
She licked her lips, her gaze roaming from me to Nathaniel and finally to Nicholas. “I thought Reid might’ve been in here. We need to talk but he’s disappeared.”
Folding his arms, Nicholas leaned against the wall. “I’m hurt. Three weeks ago, you fucked Nate and me on the yacht for an entire weekend because you couldn’t pin Reid down. Now you’re searching for him.”
Instead of responding to Nicholas, Megan gave me a tentative look. “It isn’t what you think, Noah. Give me a chance to tell my side of the story.”
“Megan—”
“Please, Noah,” she interrupted on a whine. “We can go for drinks and—”
“Christ, woman, you have balls,” Nicholas said in disgust.
She ignored him. “I’d also like to discuss Ryan Hagen with you, Noah.”
“What about her?” I asked as Nicholas’s cell phone rang.
He walked to the other side of the office, near the small conference table and answered.
“We can’t let her go immediately,” Megan said. “As Nate pointed out, it wouldn’t be a good look for us. But she is a loose cannon. She ignored all protocol during her training and at the press conference. I recommend searching for someone else. She isn’t a good fit for Keegan Media Group. If you can’t let her go, I’m requesting you give me the authority to do so.”
“I’m going to pretend this conversation never happened, Miss Buford,” I said as Nick rejoined us. “Ryan did a superb job and has a bright future ahead of her. Is there anything else?”
“No, sir,” she said, the wind taken from her sails.
“Get out.”
Unlike Nicholas, Megan complied immediately.
“Ryan’s on her way up,” Nicholas said once we were alone.
“Keep your cock in your fucking pants, Nick. You’re married. Respect your wife and your vows.” I glared at Nathaniel. “You fucking asshole. You were determined to marry Alessia today but you’re still fucking other women?”
“I haven’t touched anyone else since that weekend with Megan, Noah,” Nathaniel said. “I swear.”
“What the fuck do you mean, Noah?” Nicholas asked, then looked at Nathaniel. “You were getting married today?”
“Yeah. Alessia’s a great girl. And she’s pregnant with my kid.”
Nicholas drew in a deep breath. “We’re talking when we leave here,” he announced, then went to the couch and sat. He smirked at me. “Just as soon as we finish with Ryan. She can suck my cock while you fuck her, Noah.”
I stalked to where he sat and used his tie to yank him to his feet, then shoved him toward a window. He stumbled back but I moved fast and grabbed him again. This time, when I pushed him backward, he bounced against the glass, his head hitting it with a resounding bang. “Walk out the door or fly through the window,” I told him, reaching for him again, fully prepared to murder him. I had enough money and connections at my disposable to ensure that I wouldn’t be charged. “Your choice.”
Evading my grasp, Nick scrambled toward the door.
“Don’t fuck with Ryan, Nicholas,” I roared. “You’ve crossed a fucking line.”
“Is it her big ass or her big titties—”
Nathaniel clapped his hand over Nicholas’ mouth. “You’ve fucked with Noah enough tonight, so stop. There’s no need to disrespect that girl.”
Slamming Nate’s hand away, Nicholas glared at him.
“Can’t you see what Noah’s doing, Nick?” he said quietly.
“Noah?” Ryan’s voice floated to me, interrupting Nicholas’s answer, and my entire body came alive. She was down the hall, almost within reach. “Mr. Keegan?”
“Come on, Ryan,” I called, unreasonable anger invading me again.
