“Y’all arethinking about having those two prospect for your club?”
Buzz frowned.“Yeah, why?”
“You might wantto think again, unless you want the kind of guys who are willing to talk aboutthe VP’s daughter like a piece of meat.”
“Aw, shit, theysaid somethin’ about Daisy?”
“I’m gonna gocheck on her and make sure she’s okay,” I said, and walked inside.
I found Daisyand Teagan at the bar, six shot glasses upside down between them. Harm wasserving and the girls looked like he’d been generous with his pours.
Daisy let out aquiet gasp and jumped off the barstool, a little wobbly, as she wrapped herarms around me. “Hi, sexy.”
“Hey, baby. Youfeeling good?”
“So, so good.Are you having fun?”
“Actually, Ineed to go. You coming with me, or do you want to get a ride home later?”
“What?” Sheraised her head to meet my eyes and frowned. “Why do you need to leave?”
“Pretty sure I’mabout to be kicked out.”
“Uh…why?”
“Huck!” Hatchbellowed.
“Fuck,” Ihissed.
“What happened?”Daisy asked.
“In my office,”Hatch growled. “Now.”
“Shit.” Daisy’sface went white. “What the hell?”
I stroked hercheek and followed Hatch down the hall, Daisy at my heels. Walking into Hatch’soffice, he waved a hand toward a chair, which Daisy promptly sat in, but Ichose to stay standing.
“What the fuck’sthis business about you hittin’ one of my prospects?” Hatch demanded.
Before I couldanswer, Booker walked in and closed the door.
“This does notconcern you, brother,” Hatch said.
“Beg to differ,Hatch. Huck’s my guy, ergo, it concerns me.”
I didn’t realizeI’d become Booker’s ‘guy,’ but I decided not to mention that at this junctureand crossed my arms, waiting for a further tongue lashing.
“You gonnaanswer my question?” Hatch asked.
“I’m not one totell you how to handle your guys, Hatch, but when one of them makesinappropriate comments about your daughter,” I said, nodding toward Booker,“andmygirlfriend, I’m gonna deal with it.”
“I’m yourgirlfriend?” Daisy cooed. “That’s the first time you’ve said that out loud.”
Hatch shook hishead. “You know, for a guy who has spent most of his life on a team, you suredon’t play very well with others.”
“There’s a timefor playing and a time for fighting,” I pointed out. “Are you gonna stand thereand act like your club doesn’t know the difference?”
“Of course, wedo,” Hatch said. “But I’m this team’s captain. And if you wanna make a play onmy field, you run it by me first. And if I’m not around, you run it byAssistant Coach Booker here, since he’s so eager for the fuckin’ job.”
