Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 52

She nodded at him, “It wasn't then, but it is now. When I caught him screwing the last girl, it was my sister. She ended up pregnant by him, which is ironic since he told me he didn't want kids. They are now living happily ever after.” Amy made air quotes when she said the happily ever after part.

“He tried to tell me it was my fault. That I wasn't good in bed. At first, I believed him. But after having been with a few men since him, I realized I wasn't the problem, he was.”

She took a bite of the sandwich and chewed a minute, then washed it down with a drink.

“Over the last two years, I've realized that I really enjoy sex. I have six years to make up for. I should have fucking realized that I wasn't the problem when I could count how many orgasms I had on one hand during the time I was married to him.”

“Jesus,” Viper muttered. “Fucking asshole.”

“You would be right, he's a fucking asshole. But the men I've been with since my divorce all seem to get serious really quick and I am so not ready for that shit, and truthfully, may never be again. Would I want to be a club girl my whole life? Probably not. But I can see myself doing it for several years. The appeal to me is being able to have sex daily, possibly more than once or twice a day.

“I'm a healthy woman with a healthy sexual appetite and I'd like to get my fill of it. I'm sure you have other things that would be required, and I don't have a problem with that. I'm also sure you probably have a non-disclosure form to fill out. Fine with that too. I will not be dishonest nor ever do anything to harm this club. I'm not looking to be on the back of some Brother's bike, I'm just looking to have a good time having sex with multiple partners, singularly or not.”

I saw Blood's gaze sharpen at that. He and Slaughter often shared women. They had been on the same SEAL team and apparently discovered they liked to share when they were in the service. It wasn't an all the time thing, just occasional and none of us here could care less at what they wanted to do. That was their life and totally up to them what they did sexually.

She sat back and took another bite of her sandwich. “Y'all have any questions for me?” she asked us.

Fuck. At this point, I wasn't really sure there were any to ask. She had a great personality. She was coming into this with a healthy view of what she was going to be doing. She was mature enough to realize that she didn't want this for life, but she did for a few years. I didn't have a problem with any of that. She was also smart enough to know about the non-disclosure agreement. Hmm, I looked at her speculatively. I wonder what she does for a living.

“Got a question for you, Amy. What do you do for a living?” I asked her. I had a feeling I knew what she was going to say.

“I'm a secretary in a law firm.” I noticed the other's eyes sharpened.

“What firm?” Viper asked.

“Jerik, Miller and Courtway,” she said. We all sat back and crossed our arms.

“How long have you worked there?” Blood asked her.

“Four years. Is something wrong?” she asked, clearly puzzled at our reaction to her comment on who she worked for.

“What partner do you work under?” I inquired.

“Right now, Mr. Jerik. When I first started two years ago, I was one of the secretaries on Mr. Miller's team.”

My body tightened up at hearing that.

“Okay, seriously, you guys need to tell me what's going on,” she demanded.

“How loyal are you to them, Amy?” I demanded from her.

“Well, I'm willing to quit work, if that's what you're asking?”

I shook my head.

“I can't talk about the cases I've worked on. Just like what you guys are requiring, I had to sign non-disclosure papers there as well.”

“Wouldn't ask you to share any of their confidential information.” I told her, wondering if it was possible she knew anything about Mr. Miller.

“So then, what's the problem? I don't get why you are all uptight at once.”

Seer reached across the table and gently took one of her hands into his, “Amy, we wouldn't ask you to do anything unethical nor would we ask you to do anything you were uncomfortable with. But with what you just told us, we'd like to inquire about what you might know not about the lawyer but the man, Mr. Miller.”

She grimaced, “I hated working for him. He set my heebie-jeebie factor off big time.” She glanced at us, then said, “I think he's into illegal activities. I don't know for sure, I just heard parts of a few conversations. I wasn't one of the administrative secretaries when I worked for him, just a junior one, so I wasn't often on the floor his office is on.

“But a few times I heard him talking on his cell phone about buys that didn't sound kosher to me. Since I started working for Mr. Jerik, I haven't really had to deal with him at all.”

“What do you think about Mr. Jerik?” Viper asked her as he took a sip of his beer.

“He's a great guy. A good employer, on the up and up. I'd stake my life on that.”

Viper inclined his head at her, then glanced at me questioningly. I didn't know what to think or do. Asking her to help us seemed a little forward since she didn't even know us.

“So obviously you guys have some sort of beef with Mr. Miller and are curious about the other lawyers in the firm. I personally think Miller is dirty as hell. Jerik not. Courtway, now that's strange right there. He hasn't ever been in the office