Marcus’ POV
Once we finish our meeting, Rory insists on joining the team, and I grudgingly agreed, leading her back over but making sure I sandwich her between me and Kane, far away from Dalton who was giving me a smug look that I didn’t f.ucking like.
‘So Rory’ he calls out across the table, drawing the blonde’s woman attention as I grind my teeth. ‘How are you enjoying the Hawks? Is everyone making you feel welcome’ he flashes that f.ucking smile at her that I’ve seen him give a thousand women before.
Rory smiles back at him, nodding, ‘everyone has been really welcoming’ she replies, tilting the last of the beer she is still nursing from when we were alone into her mouth and swallowing.
Dalton’s smile turns devilish, as his gaze falls to her neck and I feel my hand tighten around my
