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law.” Laurie shrugged and seemed to run out of things to say.
    “Laurie, the man has things to do,” Trey cut in, slurring
his words slightly.
    While Mason and Laurie were talking, Trey had crossed the
room to stand in front of them.
    “I’m sure he doesn’t want to hear about your classes.” Trey
chuckled and looked at Mason. “She’ll bore you to death if you give her the
chance.”
    Laurie blushed and looked down at her coffee. Mason watched
her expression change from comfortable to self-conscious and he turned to scowl
at Trey, who seemed oblivious to the fact that he was on thin ice.
    “So hey, can we get down to business here, ‘cause I don’t
have all day,” Trey said.
    Mason’s jaw twitched and he glared at Trey, debating about
what to do with him. After a moment, he turned back to Laurie and smiled.
    “Sorry, Angel,” he said. “Let me talk to this asshole and
then we can finish our conversation, because I would really like to hear about all
of your classes.”
    Laurie glanced at Trey then back at Mason and nodded, before
turning her attention back to her coffee. Mason set his cup on the counter then
turned back to Trey, whose face was red with anger.
    “What can I do for you, College Boy?”
    Still in a huff, Trey pulled a folded piece of paper out of
his pocket and handed it to Mason, who unfolded and scanned it. Laurie leaned
over far enough on her stool to read it over his shoulder. Mason leaned closer
to her to allow her a better view of the long, handwritten list of drugs her
boyfriend wanted. After a moment, she released a small, surprised huff and
leaned back onto her seat. He chuckled quietly before he folded the paper and
slipped it into his pocket.
    “You sure you can afford all of this, College Boy? It ain’t
going to be cheap.”
    Trey let out an arrogant laugh and scratched his chin before
looking back at Mason. “I can assure you, my finances are just fine. We’re
talking pocket change here, buddy.”
    Mason smiled, amused by Trey’s show of superiority.
    “That’s fine but I don’t have all this right now,” he
stated, leaning back against the bar. “Going to take a day or two, maybe a week
to get it.”
    Trey’s face went bright red again.
    “That doesn’t work for me. I came here because I was told
you’re the man who can get this done. If I wanted to get the runaround, I could
have gone to any piece-of-shit dealer in town.”
    In an instant, Mason lunged off his stool. Obviously, he
needed to remind the little prick who he was talking to.
     
    Laurie watched the scene with her mouth agape, mesmerized by
the flex of Mason’s muscles beneath his shirt. His movements were graceful and
fluid, and once again, he reminded her of some kind of predatory animal.
    Trey obviously didn’t have time to react—he just stood there,
quaking, as Mason scowled down at him, his face close enough to kiss Trey if Mason
wanted to. Laurie swallowed back a giggle at the thought.
    “I think you’re forgetting where you are, little man,” Mason
growled. “I’m not some waiter who got your order wrong. I’m the big, bad
fucking wolf and you’re a little lamb in my den. I let you walk in here and if
you’re a real good boy, I might let you walk back out.”
    Trey seemed to shrink in his clothes as Mason towered over
him.
    Laurie watched in fascination, knowing she should be afraid.
Mason was a big guy and he came from a violent world on the opposite side of
the law. For all she knew, he could snap and kill them all at any moment. He
definitely looked capable of doing great damage but instead of fear, she was entranced.
    Mason pulled the list out of his pocket and threw it in Trey’s
face.
    “So if it takes me a few days to deliver enough drugs to
kill an army, you can either deal with it or you can find another supplier, but
what you cannot do is give me any fuckin’ lip about it.” Mason leaned closer to
Trey, invading his breathing space. “Do you