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Infatuation (Club Destiny #4) Page 5
Author: Nicole Edwards

That was her job, and she was good at it.

Although, it didn’t explain why she couldn’t get her mind off of him and hadn’t been able to for longer than she cared to admit.

Tag Murphy was sex personified, and she could only imagine what he’d be like between the sheets. Not that she would ever find out, but she could have fun pretending for a little while.

Her attention was pulled to the woman standing next to her, feeding a line of unsubstantiated bullshit into one of the lingering microphones. McKenna already knew what the bitter Susan Toulmin had to say. Same thing she always did.

According to Susan, the club Luke owned was one that dealt in raunchy, indecent acts of debauchery that were often orgiastic in nature. She continued to taunt the media by threatening to mention names of supposedly prominent members of society who frequented the club. However, whenever asked about her own membership, Susan often backtracked, hinting that she hadn’t realized what she was signing up for at the time she applied, was accepted and then paid the outrageously expensive membership fee.

McKenna knew she should be interested because, at some point, Susan was going to slip up. She just had an issue with taking her at her word because no one had the lowdown on the legendary Club Destiny, which meant there wasn’t enough proof for her even to hint at a story and feel good about it. She was curious though.

Figuring the day was already shot, McKenna switched off her microphone and turned to go. She didn’t need to hear any more, and if she was honest, she didn’t come to hear Ms. Toulmin speak in the first place.

Her real reason for coming had just walked away.

Grabbing her cell phone from her pocket, McKenna dialed her assistant’s number, wondering whether she was any more successful in getting information from Sierra or Luke.

“Whisper?” McKenna greeted when her assistant answered the phone.

Yes, her assistant’s name was Whisper, and no one knew whether that was her birth name, or if she’d changed it along the way. No matter what, the name didn’t suit her at all. McKenna was pretty sure the term “quiet” wasn’t even in the woman’s vocabulary.

“Hey, Mac? You have any luck?” McKenna barely heard her assistant over the sound of a hundred voices speaking at one time, so she waited until she emerged on the other side of the group huddled closer and closer to the mouth at the microphone.

“No luck on my end,” McKenna said, thinking back on that smoldering hot look Tag had gifted her with seconds before he turned his back on her. “How about you?”

Any good reporter knew that Sierra Sellers was going to escape through the back doors of the courthouse while a diversion had been set up out front. McKenna had known, but she had also opted to take her chances on that diversion being Tag.

“No, Sierra wouldn’t talk and the glares I received from those muscles on her arm had me backing off. I’m not an idiot, you know.”

McKenna laughed. Whisper might’ve been the loudest, most obnoxious woman she’d ever met – and she meant that in the most endearing way possible – but at least she knew when to back off.

Most of the time.

“I’ll meet you back at the office. I’ve got something I want to write up for tomorrow’s blog,” McKenna told Whisper as she headed to her car. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing juicy, but I figure it’s not a bad idea to dangle the carrot every now and again.”

“McKenna.” Whisper managed to drawl her name into way more than three syllables, which she recognized as a warning.

“Oh, hush. I’ve got this one covered,” McKenna told Whisper.

“You’re going to push that man too far, honey. I can feel it.”

McKenna’s sole objective these days seemed to be finding more and more ways to push him. The man was too self-controlled for his own good. She wanted to rough him up a little bit, and this little stunt just might get her what she wanted.

Chapter Two

Was she out of her fucking mind?

Tag paced back and forth in front of his desk, certain he was going to wear a hole in the damn carpet if he kept this up. Hell, he hadn’t even had his morning coffee, and he was subjected to this... crap.

Staring at the tablet computer sitting on his desk, he still couldn’t believe his eyes.

Secrets or Lies?

Tag Murphy, the attorney currently representing the infamous Club Destiny and its owners - hot, sexy twins Logan and Luke McCoy - might just have a few skeletons – or shall we say whips and chains – in his closet.

Is this mysterious man who has captured the hearts of so many women as we swoon in front of the television waiting for him to lavish us with his seductively dark, rich voice truly whom he says he is? Or does he have a secret?

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