Worth the Risk(94)
“Sure, man. Or you could call her.”
He could, but…damn, he wanted to see her. Look in her eyes. Besides, he had a few more things to take care of. “This needs to be done in person.”
Luke shrugged. “Whatever.”
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“Hey, man. What’s up?” Dave poked his head in the doorway to Stephen’s office.
Stephen pushed aside the contract he’d been trying to review as Dave entered. “Hey.”
“You look like shit. Again.”
“There was a fire last night at Hannah’s barn.”
“Damn. Was anyone hurt?”
“Lexie, a woman who works at the barn. They both went in to get the horses.” He shook his head. “I think she’s going to be okay. Severe smoke inhalation. She’s in the hospital.”
“And Hannah?”
“She’s fine. Shaken, but fine.”
Dave nodded slightly like he was taking in the information. “The horses?”
“All survived. Thank God.” Because that would have killed her.
“Hmm. Well, that’s too bad. Listen, I need to talk to you about the Carson-Maxwell deal. They’re not quite ready to move, but I think if I gave them more numbers, worked some projections maybe three additional years out, they’d come on board.”
“I don’t know.” Stephen blinked at the sudden subject change. “Give me a couple of days to look into it.”
“I’m on it and it needs to be done now.”
“I said I’d look into it,” he countered with more heat than he’d meant. Fuck. “Sorry. I’ve got a lot going on right now.”
“Yeah, I can see that.”
Frustrated, he tapped the keyboard, suddenly remembering another meeting he needed to cancel. He hammered out an email for Dee before realizing Dave was still standing there. And staring at him. “Was there something else?”
“Was there something else?” Dave’s face twisted. “Was there something else? I’m your partner, not your fucking assistant that you dismiss when you’re busy.”
“I didn’t mean it like that.”
“The hell you didn’t.”
Stephen leveled a gaze at Dave, studied him. There was something in his eyes, something maybe he’d seen just a flash of before, but now it burned hot and steady. “You have something to say?”
“Are you about to blow a major deal because you’ve got a lot going on?”
“What the hell is your problem? Is it still about Hannah’s property? I told you no on that because—”
“You told me no? Really?” Dave’s laugh held no amusement. “You told me no like I’m a fucking five-year-old? Who do you think kept this place going while your head was buried in a bottle?”
Okay. Stephen rubbed at his forehead. So that’s where they were going. “And I owe you.”
“You more than owe me. You were useless to this company! Then when you finally get your shit together you come back in here like you own the place.”
“That’s because I do,” he said clearly, making sure there was no misunderstanding.
“You bastard. You’re going to throw that in my face?”
“I wasn’t, no.” Stephen gave him a cool stare. “Not until you brought it up.”
Dave’s voice rose and he pointed at himself. “I helped build this as much as you did!”
Not true and Dave knew it, which made his outburst even more absurd. But Dave had always been after power, fed off it. It had served Trace Development well, but he’d been foolish to think a man like that wouldn’t turn around at some point. Take a bite out of the hand that fed him. “So what? You want a raise?” Not that he’d ever get it. He hadn’t built a Fortune 500 company by rewarding employee dissonance. Not even from his second-in-charge.
“I busted my ass,” Dave went on. “Covered yours. But you always come out on top, don’t you? Women line up to fuck you. Men shit themselves to shake your hand.” Dave paced around the room before coming back to Stephen’s desk. “How do you think your little cowgirl would like to know what you’re really like, who you really are? I mean her of all people.”
Stephen stood, struggling for control at Dave’s mention of Hannah.
“Yeah, I did a little research. Too bad about your girl. Such a tragedy.” Dave tsked like someone had dropped an ice cream. “You do seem to be a magnet for tortured women.”
Dave casually crossed to the bar. “I wonder how comfortable she’d be around you if she knew the truth. After all she’s been through.”
“What truth is that?” Something inside him twisted painfully and a heavy feeling settled in his gut, because he knew.