Sex Drive (Country Roads 1)

“He’s talking about revenge,” Luke explained.

She left her hand on his leg and took a drink of her iced tea. “Fred keeps looking over here.”

“Good,” Rex said, putting his arm around her. “Let him get a load of this.”

His lips crashed against hers, and he sank his tongue deep inside her mouth, kissing her like the audience was there to view only them, acting as if he were a man in the middle of a public claiming. When he finished, he pulled away and stared down at the prettiest little vixen he’d ever seen. “Now, finish your dinner. You’ll need your energy later.”

* * * *

The images scattered across the projector several hours later in the media room. With the theatre-style seats occupied, there was standing room only at the back of the room. Fred had tried to make his way toward her several times. Once, Luke intervened. Another time, Rex caught her by the arm and pulled her into a corner.

Billy eventually grabbed her arm and pulled her to the wayside to discuss the terms of his contract. They’d offered more money but wanted three additional years in the form of an extended commitment, and Billy couldn’t sign anything without his business manager—Melinda, of course, managed him.

“You’ll have to discuss the terms with Rex,” Lucy told him, aware of Fred standing nearby. “He’ll give you time to talk to Melinda since she arrives tomorrow.”

Billy frowned. “I’m still the rookie here, Lucy, but I gotta ask you something.”

“Sure,” she said, realizing where this conversation was headed.

“Are you sure about all this?” he asked, tilting his head toward Luke and Rex.

“Don’t get me wrong. These guys are all right, but you…you’ve worked hard for what you’ve got, and it looks like you’re just turning everything over to them.”

Lucy smiled. “Billy, trust me. I know what I’m doing.”

He shrugged. “If you’re happy, that’s all that matters.”

“I’m happy.”

Billy walked away, and Fred marched toward her. He took her by the arm and said, “I need to talk to you.”

She forced a smile and hurriedly scanned the room for Rex or Luke. When she couldn’t find them, she faced off with a demon. “I don’t have anything to say to you.”

He snarled. “We’ll see about that.”

Jerking her arm free of his grip, she said, “You have no business coming here, Fred. None whatsoever.”

“We both know that’s not true. My family sponsors two of your cars. Several of your drivers would walk off this team if I asked them, and the rest of them will go when I show them what kind of worthless whore they work for. Do you really want to piss me off tonight, Lucy?”

“She doesn’t,” Rex said, coming from behind them. “But I do.”

Fred released Lucy and faced off with Luke and Rex. Luke nodded toward the hallway. “We have a deal to strike with you, too, Graves.”

“I’m not interested,” he said, his cold glare sticking to her like glue.

Rex grunted and turned, walking toward the door. “If I were you, I’d walk this way, motherfucker. Otherwise, I’ll call Scott Delaney and warn him of things to come.”

“Who?” All the color drained from Fred’s face.

“You heard the guy,” Luke said, smiling as widely as Lucy had ever seen. “My brother gets around. Lucky for Lucy, wouldn’t you say?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Luke leaned in and whispered, “Maybe a few whips and chains will knock some memory back into ya.”

Fred stilled with the mention.

Luke stood a little taller. He was enjoying this. No question about it. “Scott Delaney and I go way back, Fred. It’s a small world, ya know?”