“Did you touch up his tats?” I ask Wren.
“I added a little color,” Wren says with the hitch of one shoulder. “Figured it would draw more women in.”
Quinten grumbles.
“Are we an escort service or something now?”
Deacon shakes his head. “Keep reading, asshole.”
I scroll and scroll through numerous pictures of all of us, narrowing my eyes at the liberties Wren took in touching up my own picture. “My eyes aren’t green.”
“But how hot would you be if they were?” His eyebrows waggle.
“Fucker. There’s nothing on here explaining what this shit is for.” I hand the phone back to him.
“Wren,” Deacon snaps, a warning in his voice. “I told you to make it professional.”
“Look.” Wren moves his fingers, expanding the screen where down at the very bottom of the page, only visible by zooming in does it say…
Learn how to shoot with a Blackbridge hottie.
“Nope.” Deacon shakes his head. “No fucking way. This isn’t what we discussed.”
“We already have over three hundred women signed up,” Wren argues.
“What?” Quinten snaps. “There are only seven fucking lanes at the gun range. I can’t possibly teach that many people.”
“Horny women, you mean,” Flynn adds with a cough behind his hand to hide a laugh.
“Wren—”
“It’s not all horny women! You said you wanted to help the community by teaching women to protect themselves. I’m doing that.”
“By having three hundred women show up?” I chuckle. “I can’t believe you did this.”
“It’s an interest form, dick, not a free-for-all. I figured—”
“Wren,” Deacon warns again already guessing Wren’s plans.
“If you want to help. This is the best way to do it. I’m able to track those that complete the form. I have a bot set up to flag the ones that need the help the most.”
“Because they’re hornier?” Quinten hisses. “Are you tracking like lube and vibrator purchases on Amazon?”
Wren hisses and since he’s normally the jokester, the one giving us the most shit, we all pay attention.
“I’m tracking police reports, calls to 911, and hospital visits for injuries. There are women out there who need us. Women who are afraid to call. Who would never admit what is happening to them? Women being stalked. Women afraid after a vicious attack. We can help them.”
Deacon mulls over the information, but hell, I’m sold on it, and Quinten doesn’t open his mouth to argue either.
“Get me the list,” Deacon says before he walks out of the room.
THE END
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