Page 66 of Outlaw
Silas
Iwake up with a start, then remember I’m not sleeping alone. Glancing over at the woman in my arms, I pull her against my chest and she moans something in her sleep. Moonlight streams in through a space in the closed curtains, falling across her pale cheek.
She’s mine and she knows it.
And I don’t want it any other way. Sabrina adds a degree of complexity, uncertainty and chaos into my life, but she’s worth it.
Leaving her to rest, I get up, take a shower and head downstairs to call an executive meeting. We need a conversation about starting up a security team. Axe is already in my corner. That’s a given. The four of us assemble in the meeting room and work through the usual process before I put the item on the table.
“This is your one chance to have your say.” I open the floor to the others and relax in my leather office chair at the head of the table.
“What happens if she wakes up one day and dumps your sorry ass?” Tate asks, glancing up from the table with one eyebrow raised.
“The agreements aren’t with her,” I answer.
“They’re between the company we set up and the individual clients who hire us,” Axe tells the group and turns to Tate. “You should be asking how we can do something similar for our other charters. You’re the one with the tech skills.”
“Oh, like a franchise or chain? I’d be all over that. I’m not saying I’m down with a firm yes, but I can be persuaded.”
Cole adds, “I like the sound of no more time behind bars. Forget about prison food, I’m too old for prison ass. I much prefer my wife’s. I’m in.”
“And no more prison cock for Tate,” Axe adds with a grin.
There’s a knock on the double doors to the meeting room. Everyone looks around with curiosity because our members all know they’re not to interrupt us when these doors are closed. Unless it’s a life or death emergency. Everyone knows these rules. Even Cindy.
“Not now,” I shout, my mind still on the vote.
One of the doors swing inward, and Sabrina pops her head into the room. Fuck, I need to have her read a copy of the by-laws if she plans on toeing the line.
“We’re busy, Sabrina. It’ll have to wait.”
“Not if you’re busy talking about what I think you’re discussing. In which case, you’re all going to want to hear what I have to say.”
Tate mimics a whip crack noise. The rest of the men guffaw like it’s the best joke they’ve ever heard.
I’m not laughing.
Neither is Sabrina. She steps into the meeting room and leans against the wall with her arms crossed. Her face and body are all business. It’s sexy as fuck that she’s already pushing some boundaries around here.
Cole motions to her. “You’re already here, sweetheart. Enlighten us.”
“Thanks. I was on the phone catching up with Jordan. He sends his thanks, by the way. I got him while he was at brunch celebrating his new-found freedom, thanks to you. By the end of that call, he managed to wrangle over a hundred and fifty thousand dollars’ worth of security business for your startup. So, interested in hearing more?”
That statement gets all our attention.
“Go on,” I tell her and give her a wink.
“His friends know what he’s been through. A few of them want to make sure nothing like that happens to them. So that was just from talking to Jordan. I have several other potential clients I’m sure would be interested in your help. What I’m getting at, gentlemen, is you have the potential to generate a lot of legitimate business in a reasonably well-respected, growing industry. Mind you, much of it would be in Las Vegas, but it’s close enough. That’s pretty much it. I just figured you’d like to know that you’ve got some firm options available to you before you vote.”
Axe presses his lips into a thin line. I know that look. He’s fighting to hold back his excitement about this. “Sure,” he says. “That’s definitely helpful.”
“Great!” Sabrina steps into the doorway again and gives us a wave. “Enjoy the rest of your meeting, guys.”
I’m impressed. And hard as fuck. Who knew being proactive could be so fucking sexy?
That’s my woman.
No one around the table can ignore the potential and that’s it’s close enough to grab a hold of. My boys are just as bowled over that Sabrina went to such lengths to set things up for the club to make a smooth transition. She broke our rules coming in here, but no one gives a fuck about that anymore.”
