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“I’m looking now,” Andrew said.

“It was a meal,” Ryan said. “He makes it sound like she stripped us naked on the table and fucked us right there.”

“How did he get the video,” Andrew watched as he turned his back on Gerald to pay closer attention to Annabel.

“He calls us pussy whipped,” Ryan clenched his teeth.

“He calls her worse,” Andrew skimmed down the blog. “Who wants to read this bile?”

“Such toxic maliciousness,” Ryan complained. “Because she sat at a table with two men. What would he have said if she were there with women? For all he knew, it might have been a business meeting.”

“No wonder she was upset,” Andrew read the blog and started over. “What can we do about this?”

“If we confront him, it gives him more power,” Ryan leaned against Andrew’s desk.

“We definitely don’t want to do that,” Andrew said. “Does she want us to do anything?”

“What do you want to do,” Ryan shifted his gaze from the tablet to Andrew.

“Probably the same as you... take a crew of our guys and drag this bastard into a dark alley,” Andrew took the tablet out of Ryan’s hands. “What about you?”

“I’m vindictive,” Ryan grinned. “You know I’m the easy going one.”

“Yeah, I know,” Andrew snorted. “Everyone knows that.”

“I want to go after the judge, her ex, and the fucker blogger,” Ryan said. “I want to dig up their dirty laundry and let everyone see what shits they are.”

“Alphaholes,” Andrew spit out the word he heard from Annabel. “Were we gentle enough with her last night?”

“We did exactly what she told us to,” Ryan said. “She’s precious.”

“Do you think we should meet her kid?”

“Leave it in her hands. I think our Annabel will be fiercely protective of her daughter,” Ryan said. “I want to meet her. I want to spend holidays with her but we’re just getting started.”

“I respect her more for not introducing us to her,” Andrew admitted. “We should send her something.”

“Flowers? Candy? Balloons?”

“Seems typical,” Andrew said. “We need something over the top.”

“We could visit our favorite store and send her something,” Ryan said. “We should still do flowers and candy.”

“I’ll order them right away. Send to her office or home,” Andrew asked.

“Both,” Ryan said.

“I’ll put both our names on it,” Andrew said. “I’ve got meetings until six tonight. Want to go over to the other store after?”

“Yes,” Ryan grinned. “While the vengeful side of us wants to protect and act the alpha male, we’re aware she can take care of herself.”

“Her PR will do something,” Andrew said. “She’s good at PR.”

“Fucker,”Charles growled as he sat across from Annabel.

“It’s more of the same,” Annabel said. “I’m ignoring it.”

“Doesn’t mean those of us who care about you don’t want to egg his house,” Charles took a deep breath.

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