Scandal Never Sleeps by Shayla Black, Lexi Blake Read Free Book Online Page B

seen that blog? What’s the name?”
    “Capitol Scandals,” Roman supplied with a hearty groan. “It’s the hottest thing in DC right now. I’ve tried to get it shut down five times. It keeps popping back up like a rat that won’t eat the poison. I would love to get hold of whoever runs that sucker.”
    “They ran a report on the size of my dick. I’m not kidding you. It was called ‘A Well Hung Commander-In-Chief.’ Apparently they talked to some of the women I dated before I got married.” Zack sighed. “I can’t date now. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t manage it. The press would be all over the poor woman. I wouldn’t put any female through the daily grind of being the president’s girlfriend. It’s better this way. I can focus on the job.”
    “You can focus when you haven’t had sex in . . . what, a couple of years? I think I’d go a little crazy,” Connor admitted.
    “I can’t have the woman I want, so what’s the point?” Zack sat back.
    Gabe was fairly certain he wasn’t talking about his wife. He’d seen Zack and Joy together. They’d been more like friends and partners than ardent lovers. He certainly hadn’t sensed any passion in their political marriage. She’d come from a wealthy family and possessed a graciousness that won Zack as many votes as his policies. But when Zack and Liz occupied the same room, electricity arced between them, strong and palpable.
    Kind of like the electricity Gabe felt between him and Eve. Lovely, sexy Eve.
    “Well, I think we should talk about who’s taking home Little Miss ‘I Saw Her First,’” Dax said with a shit-eating grin.
    “Someone called dibs?” Connor asked, proving that even a super spy could sound like a goofy teenager under the right circumstances.
    Back when they’d been kids, the girls were few and far between, since they’d attended an all-boys school. When they’d found themselves in the presence of a female, they’d taken to calling dibs. It was silly and juvenile, but he freaking had dibs on Eve.
    “I was just talking to a woman at the bar,” Gabe explained. “She was having trouble getting a drink, so I helped her out.”
    “Did she lose the drink in her breasts?” Dax asked. “Because you seemed to be trying to find it there with your stare.”
    “Asshat. She was just a nice woman.”
With a great rack.
“She’s definitely not the next ex–Mrs. Spencer.”
    Gabe wondered what she was doing now. It was getting late. He’d been back here with the guys longer than twenty minutes, so she’d probably already left, likely on her way home to Brooklyn. He hadn’t even gotten her last name. A tragic oversight on his part.
    Roman was frowning down at his phone. “Motherfucker. Okay, Connor, I need you to figure out who’s running Capitol Scandals and assassinate him.”
    “I’m an analyst,” Connor began. “I don’t do assassinations. What did the loudmouth write now?”
    Roman squared his jaw, his lips thinning in a sure sign of anger. “He’s claiming Maddox was murdered.”
    The knot that had been sitting in Gabe’s gut for days tightened. “What proof does that prick have?”
    Roman scrolled down the screen of his phone, scanning the text. “He claims he has an inside source. I don’t know if that’s the FAA, NTSB, or someone else. Damn it, I hate this. I fucking hate this.” His phone hit the wall with a violent thud.
    Grief. It sat there, a tightrope connecting them all. They could laugh and joke and pretend everything was normal, but Maddox was dead, and a piece of them had been ripped away forever. It was another reminder that their childhood was gone.
    “I’ll look into it.” Connor put a hand on Roman’s shoulder. “I haven’t taken a vacation in years, so I’ve accrued tons of time off. I’m taking it now. Since I’m off the clock, I’ll figure out who the source is and shut them down.”
    “Shut down the whole fucking site. They’re vultures.” Roman’s head fell back, and he