A few chuckles erupted around the table. “Get your head out of your ass, Vaughn. He’s the campus dealer, bro. Sources say his family is bankrupt or some shit.”

That was a name to add to the list in the files. Especially if he was close enough to what was mine. Reaper and the boys could do some recon for me on that.

I took my next shot. “If I want drugs, I’m not going to some shitty campus dealer. I have respectable men for that. Everything is speculation right now, but I wouldn’t say I’d be surprised.”

A voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard chimed out behind me. “Babe!”

Fuck me in the ass with a cactus.

“I’ll be back, guys.” The table gave me some extra sexual remarks as I backed away from the table ready to rip my ears off my head if she used that tone of voice again.

“Stop fucking calling me that. What do you want?”

“Come on, I’ll show you.” She grabbed my hand and pulled me right to who she’d been talking to.

Alexander winked at me as Blondie looked up, startled to see me. The girl I just slept with, cuddled all night, and stayed for breakfast with was being dangled in front of some other man right in front of me. I looked her over, giving nothing about my thoughts away and stayed casual.

I nodded at him. “Alexander.”

“Brent! My man!” He raised his glass at me. “Thanks for the nudge on getting me this beauty.”

Cringe. Don’t express shit, Brent.

Her eyebrow perked at his statement. She was wondering what the hell he was talking about and why I told him to take a shot at her.

“Brent, baby, I’m helping the Fallon Montgomery. She came to me for help earlier because of that trashy Bradford family legal drama. I figured I should introduce her to some top ten boys to remake her image and induct her into our world. Aren’t I doing so good with helping her?”

“Mhm.” I’m sure she did not seek out Sloane for help.

“Aaand since we will all be at the after party, I’m excited to see the budding romance between two powerful families. He’s second and she’s third, and I will be named the matchmaker at their wedding. Ah! It’s all so exciting.”

Sloane was fucking insane.

Fallon kept her mouth shut. Good girl.

Alexander turned to her, putting his nasty hands in her hair to brush it back. “Want to go somewhere private to talk or shall we save that for the after party? I have a contact that will be bringing some pretty white lines to the exclusive VIP gathering.”

My fists itched to hit him until his brains were splattered on the floor.