Kingpin (Court University 2)

He bunched his hair right after, his teeth biting down hard, and I gave him the benefit of the doubt in that moment. He had a choice to make here if what he was looking at was all me, all my and Niko’s doing. I had my boy set up a little something, but Mr. Huntington definitely could let it go. Be a decent human being.

“I got to take a work call real quick,” he said, so obviously choosing not to, and I had to hand it to him.

He gave the consideration all of half a second.

This guy was an uber douche, and unsuspecting Billie let him be one. She frowned. “Now? We just got here.”

“I’ll make it quick, love,” he said, kissing her cheek. “I’ll come find you? Promise it will be quick.”

As quick as he could get his rocks off, but I said nothing, smiling at him when he looked at me. I lifted a hand. “Later, bro.”

Hell, if I got that salutation back the way he looked at me, and after he left, I tugged at Niko. I wanted him to make sure Mr. Huntington got to where he needed him to be. I jerked a subtle look to follow, and grinning, Niko backed up a little.

He lifted his beer. “Better go mingle,” he said, casual about it. He winked at Billie. “Catch you later, Queen B.”

She rolled her eyes at him, and when she started to leave, I should have let her go. I should leave her life alone. It had nothing to do with me and maybe could even screw me, which had been why I’d kept my distance in the first place. My buddies had been right at the gym. Being seen or even spoken about in the same sentence with the kid of one of my business partner’s enemies was a bad idea.

So why the fuck did I intercept her?

I cut right in front, shielding her from anything but me. “So you and the pretty boy,” I stated, directing my beer bottle in that direction. “You back together then?”

No idea why I asked her that. No idea why I even let it be known I knew anything about her beyond the need to know. And clearly the information shocked her.

Her eyes twitched wide as she shifted on her heels. “How do you know we broke up?”

Casual about it even when the knowledge was far from, I shrugged. “Got my sources.”

“Let me guess. You know a guy?”

Surprised by that, I looked at her.

Her eyes lifted. “Davey and Griff said you’re called the Kingpin around here.” Putting that out there, she eyed me down, and if that heated gaze didn’t shoot activity straight into my dick. She hugged her perky breasts. “They say you run all and know all. That true?”

I’d been called a few things, Kingpin one of them, and I smiled before wetting my lips. I took a long drink, one she noticed as she watched the beer travel down my throat. Her gaze settled somewhere across my chest, and if she didn’t hug those beautiful tits of hers more. I could basically see them above that red dress painted on her body, a perfect valley I wanted to shove my face or dick between.

“Depends on who you ask,” I said, only too wild. She wet her lips, and the activity in my jeans jumped from slightly uncomfortable to getting this girl into the nearest closet and shoving that skirt up above her sweet little peach of a bottom now. My fingers inside her hadn’t been enough that day, and I closed space.

She immediately noticed, of course, removing it. Her arms covering her body like a lifeline, she backed against a wall. “Well, my sources say you’re nothing but a bully, a brute who throws his weight around and apparently has Professor Douglas by the balls. So you’re a drug dealer too?”

“I deal with dealers. So if that makes me one…” I shrugged, and she scoffed. “So you seeing the pretty boy now. Or what?”

“What’s it to you?”

“It’s not. Just didn’t think you were that stupid.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.” I put my drink down on a table, pressing a hand to the wall and looking down at her. “He threw you away, and you come right back.”

“He didn’t throw me away.” She pushed off me, shoved me away, but I grabbed her wrist.

I jerked her to me. “He did, and any guy who does that isn’t worth your time.”

“And what? You are?”

She started to walk away, but I pulled her back, my

hands full of her hips. I pressed her to the wall again, her throat jumping.