Chapter 4

• "No. No. No. Not happening, Jacob," Gage protested.
• "Listen, from what I’ve seen of her stage character, she wouldn’t have any problem with what we have going on here. She’s a real sex kitten in the indie scene. Cyrus said she used to be a troublemaker, hitting the clubs all the time. She slowed down when she moved in with him.” Jacob smiled, leaning toward Gage, handing over his phone. He knew Gage loved pretty women, and this would sway him. “Here. This is a photo of her.”
• “Damn, she’s hot.” Gage leaned up, looking over her profile pic from Facebook. “I might even think about letting her in my bed.”
• Gage went to look over her photos, stopping on the sexier images from modeling while licking his lips. “Mmm. I like this one. She’s got a body for days.”
• “There you go, champ. At least she would be some nice eye candy. We need to break up the sausage fest we have going on here,” he pointed out while taking back his phone. “In my prime, I would have been going for her myself.”
• “Like you wouldn’t try, anyway? Had you not already known who her cousins are, you would be on her like white-on-rice. Wraith and Cyrus would rip you apart, old man.”
• The younger wrestler, Nick Storm, walked over to join them. “What ya looking at?” Taking Jacob’s phone. “Damn! Who is that?”
• Gage laughed. “You would never believe it if we told you.”
• Jacob smirked. “That, my friend, is our new member of Justice if the big man agrees to it. He has the say since he runs the team.”
• Gage rolled his eyes. “She’s Cyrus’s cousin.”
• “What? No way. She is too freaking hot to be related to him. She does sort of look like Wraith, though. She would fit in with us perfectly.” Nick forwarded her photo to his phone like a horny teenager. The short sandy blond-haired youngest member with a panty-dropping smile. A little immature but had a big heart. “Saving this for later.”
• “Dude. You’re sick. Besides, I haven’t agreed to shit. So, don’t get too excited,” Gage said, annoyed.
• Drake Durham, the fourth member of Justice, was standing behind Nick. A tall, handsome Jamaican man with light grey eyes and beautiful dark skin made the women fall at his feet for just a second alone with him. Drake was the more serious of the group, who seldom talked.
• “Wait, let me see that,” Drake said as he took the phone. “Oh, man! I know her. Wraith trained her and is very protective of this chic. She was at an autograph signing with us in New Jersey last summer. Some creepy dude was harassing her, and Wraith flipped out and beat his ass. The guy was trying to grab her ass, and she wasn’t having it. She’s a sweet girl, but super shy. She’s the Doom brother’s cousin, right?”
• Jacob seemed pleased someone was on his side about it. “I’m discussing with Gage about her joining the faction with us.”
• “That would be great. I saw her in the ring that weekend at that wrestling convention. She and her cousin Holly beat every girl there and three big ass dudes. Holly is a little scary and like Wraith’s mini-me. Isis is a sweetheart and calmer, like Cyrus.”
• Jacob rubbed his chin. “I assumed Holly would be the one to join IWX, but she is a firebreather or something. She gets in a lot of trouble. Wraith can’t even control her. At least this girl won’t be causing us a lot of problems.”
• “Right. She won a tournament to show who had the best ring skills on the weekend I met her. She even beat Holly. She won the big cash prize they were giving out, and it pissed off the guys at the event because she’s so tiny. They got their ass served to them by some chick half their size. I went with her and Wraith to lunch and she’s very smart and articulate. I like her.”
• “Drake, you too? I thought you would have my back on this. Really, guys? You’re all for this?” Gage asked.
• A collective, “Yes.”
• Gage grumbled, “So, I guess I’m outnumbered here on thinking a girl in Justice is trouble.” Gage ran his fingers through his long, dark blonde hair and his stubbled beard, trying to figure a way out of this.
• “Oh yeah! Got my vote. If we get to look at that fine ass for a while, well worth it. Oh damn. Look at this pic! She’s a bikini model or something. I need to find this Maxim magazine issue,” Nick gushed like a prepubescent teenager.
• “Nick, that’s just what you need, more magazines for the spank bank. What are you, twelve?” The older and wiser of the tag team duo smacked Nick in the back of the head. Drake rolled his eyes at his friend’s immaturity.
• “Hey, she’s hot! What can I say? I’m a single guy. Sometimes I need some inspiration for my alone time.” Nick just laughed and continued saving photos of her on his phone.
• Gage just shook his head in disgust at the younger man. “Okay, let me think about it. Since Jacob mentioned he talked with Davis about her, I probably won’t have a choice in the matter, anyway. He’ll claim it’s what is best for the company.”
• Jacob rubbed his head and looked away. “Well… actually —”
• “Jacob! Shit! Davis is already planning on her being with us, isn’t he? So much for having a choice in the matter. If this girl gets in my way, she’s gone. She’s already annoying me, and I haven’t even met her yet.”