Reese has a big event planned for this weekend. A club theme mascaraed to be exact and I have decided to fly in and surprise him. He is celebrating our 10 year anniversary of being in business. In all honesty, it hasn't crossed my mind. My mind has been else where lately.

I didn't only fly in for his event though. I'm also here to discuss some very important business with him as well. Business that doesn't just include the club and can't be discussed over the phone. Our clubs have been used to help smuggle drugs and weapons to our customers undetected for many years now. And has been running smoothly, until now.

One of our suppliers men have been busted attempting to deliver a shipment of weapons to one of our clubs. In all the years we have been involved with the underground trade, we have never had any issues like this. Which leads me to believe there is a rat amongst us. And I need Reese's help to flush it out. Reese has more connections than I do and can cover more ground than I can.

I have spoken to our supplier John, personally about a possible rat and he agreed with my assumption and is doing a complete investigation into his own men as well. We have to figure this out and fast. This can cause a lot of problems with our customers if word gets out.

Neither party can afford to have cops lingering around asking questions. It's just not good for either business. I lay sprawled out on my hotel bed racking my brain for answers and can't come up with any. Most of our men have been with us since the beginning. So I don't see any of them betraying me or Reese.

That only leaves a select few that needs to be watched more carefully. I yawn and stretch myself out further on the bed. My phone dings from my pocket bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Well speak of the devil."

Reese: "Did you think you could come to town without me knowing?"

I blink my eyes repeatedly rereading the message. How the hell does he do that? No matter what he always knows when I'm in town. I sigh! So much for surprising him.

Me: "I'm starting to think you are my personal stalker!"

While I wait for his message my mind drift to Wren. Thinking back to the brief time I got to spend with her back in New York always puts a smile on my face. To be honest I'm actually nervous to see her again. I haven't spoken to her in over a week and I cant help but worry that she may regret what happened between us. My phone dings again and I lazily glance at my phone.

Reese: "You wish I was your stalker! Anyway, I assume you will be attending tonight's event?"

Me: "You have assumed correctly"

Reese: "Good, make sure you wear a mask."

I look at the message blankly. I'm not fucking stupid. I know what a mascaraed is. I actually had a mask stored way from a Halloween event from a few years back when I dressed up as Zero. I knew it would come in handy one day!

Me: "Don't worry I have one," I reassure him.

Me: "Do me a favor, don't tell Wren I'm in town, I kind of want to surprise her.

My finger lingers over the send button. I read over the message serval times. I don't know whether or not to send it. I don't want to come off as desperate or anything. After pondering over the message I said 'fuck' it and sent it.

I see three floating dots at the bottom of my screen. I swear he is writing me a paragraph. I chuckle at the thoughts that pop in my head. He is either going to tell me to stay away from her or he's going to threaten me again. I continue to wait patently for his response.

Draven: "Do me a favor, don't tell Wren I'm in town, I kind of want to surprise her", he replies after a moment.

When I seen the message my mind was completely blown. Draven hasn't shown this much interest in someone in over six years. When Draven and Wren confirmed their sexual encounter with me I was a bit worried that Wren would get attached and end up with a broken heart that I would have to heal all over again. But after seeing the way he treated her back in New York and reading his message now, I don't think I have to worry about that anymore. At least I hope I don't.

If Wren was any other woman I wouldn't be so invested in protecting her. Draven is well known for being a womanizer and breaking a lot of hearts. I wont let Wren become one of his victims. And if I have to warn him a million times over, I will. Just to get my point across.

Me: " Don't worry I wont! Sounds to me like someone has it bad for my bestfriend. But I stand by what I said back in New York. If you hurt her in any way shape or form I will be your problem," I reply, reminding him of my warning.

He isn't going to like my message one bit. Draven doesn't take threats well. Even if it's me sending them. I sit my phone down on my desk leaving it opened up on Draven's messages. I watch as three little dots dance around at the bottom of the screen and I smirk.

A soft knock pulls my attention from my phone. There is only one person I know who knocks so dainty on doors and that's Wren. "Come in," I shout to her. The door opens and Wren peaks her smiling face in through the door.

"Are you busy?" she asks. I smile warmly at her. Even if I was busy I'm never too busy for her. She should know this by now.

I shake my head, and she enters my office closing the door behind her. She walks sluggishly to the couch and lays down. Poor girl looks exhausted. Wren has been working a lot of over time since we have gotten back from New York, and I think it's finally taking a toll on her. She looks at me tiredly and yawns.

My phone dings pulling my attention from Wren. Damn, I almost forgot about him. I sigh and open his message. I chuckle lowly. Well I pissed him off that's for sure!

Draven: "And I told you I have no intentions in hurting her. I don't know how many times I have to fucking tell you this. Also, I don't know how many times I have to tell you not to threaten me either Reese," he replies.

I glance over at Wren, who has fallen asleep. She really was tired. I smile and snap a picture of the sleeping beauty on the couch and send it to him, and slouch back in my chair. If that doesn't cheer him up I don't know what will.

Reese has me so fucking mad right now I don't even want to talk to him anymore. I don't take threats kindly, especially from him. I take a deep breath to calm my nerves. My phone dings, and I contemplate on whether I want to look at it or not. After a moment I groan and open the message.

A picture of Wren sleeping on a couch in Reese's office pops up. A smile slowly makes its way on to my face. I stare at the picture for a moment. She even looks beautiful asleep. God, I'm acting like such a boy!

Reese: "Wren, is very determined to make this event memorable. She hasn't taken a day off since we got back. Her kids have been coming to the office with her, and helping out with what they can."

Since they got back? I feel a bit of anger rise in me. That was like ten days ago! Why would he let her work herself to exhaustion? That's not good for her at all.

Me: " Dude, why the fuck would you let her do that to herself? " I scold him.

Me: " How many hours has she put in Reese? " I feel myself getting angry.

Reese: "Look, you don't know Wren like I do. When her mind is set on something there is no talking her down. And to answer your question, she put in at most nine to ten hours a day. This is her job Draven and she loves doing it, her way."  he replies back quickly.

" What a fucking asshole," I mutter. I know I shouldn't react the way I am about this, but his response actually upsets me further. I pull myself up and sit on the edge of the bed. So what if it's her job! She needs to learn her limits.

Me: " I'm going to take a nap Reese. I will see you later tonight!"

I don't wait for his response, and silence my phone. A yawn escapes my mouth, and I lay back on the bed. I don't have the energy to argue with him right now. Plus, I have more important things to deal with. Reese won't be enjoying his event tonight that's for sure.