Evie laid a hand on his arm. “I’d take that as a good sign. Besides, don’t worry. If Finn hurts her, he’ll have to deal with me.”
Bram snorted. “And what if he shifts into his gold dragon form?”
“Really? A gold dragon? As if his ego wasn’t big enough. Anyway, yes, I can handle his dragon form. After all, I have a few tricks up my sleeves.”
“But, lass, you aren’t wearing any sleeves.”
She gave him a glare and he grinned.
He leaned over and whispered into her ear, “All right, then, care to give me a few hints about these tricks? That way I can prepare for your attack. I can’t have you besting me and trying to take over the clan.”
Evie laughed and the sound not only warmed his heart, it made his dragon hum and then say, She is light. She will make us happy.
Still not telling me the why yet?
It doesn’t matter. She is our best chance.
His dragon’s answer only stoked his curiosity further. We’ll discuss this again when I have time.
Evie’s voice quieted his dragon.
“I think keeping you on your toes will be good for you.”
Squeezing her plump thigh, he whispered, “Aye, I suspect it will. But the sooner you share your knowledge, the sooner I can incorporate it into my grand plans.”
She glanced up into Bram’s light blue eyes. “Provided you reward me as promised earlier, I’ll start tomorrow.”
“I don’t recall promising anything.”
Her hand went to this thigh, sending blood straight to his cock. Never breaking eye contact, she moved her hand a few more inches. The pulse between his legs grew more insistent. If she would only move her hand a little further…
A male cleared his throat and it broke the tension. Bram narrowed his eyes and looked up to see Finn grinning. It took everything he had not to punch the Scottish bastard in the face as the Scot said, “Do you need to go for a quickie in one of the side rooms? I can hold the fort if you do.”
His dragon snarled. He is too close. Send him away.
I can’t. He will help the clan.
Bram focused on the other leader. “Did you finish with Arabella? What’s the result?”
“Aye, the lass knows what she’s doing; I’ll give her that. I’d like for her to come to my lands to work with my IT person to set things up.”
“I’m not sure if that’s such a good idea, Stewart.”
“Well, Arabella said she’d think about it. So you might want to talk with her.”
Bram leaned forward. “That’s pushing the boundaries, Finn. You should’ve asked me first.”
Finn shrugged. “The lass might’ve said no if I waited to do that. This way, it’s a maybe.”
He stared at the other leader, torn between the male’s interest and effect on Ara and his disregard for Bram’s position. Before he could think of how to reply, Evie touched his arm and said, “People are starting to file in. Finn might want to take a seat.”
The politeness of her words brought his anger in check. He missed her blunt nature. He could just imagine her telling them to stop their ‘who has the longest dick’ contest to sit their arses down. Maybe one day the alliance with Clan Lochguard would be close enough to unleash Evie Marshall on them.
He smiled at that thought.
Finn gave him an assessing look. “I hope that smile wasn’t for me. Otherwise, I may have to sit at a table on the far side of the room.”
Bram shook his head. “Sit down, already. Your smartass comments can wait.”