-Scott’s POV-
"She'll THINK about it!" I spouted out in exasperation. "She said she'd think about it!"
Laurent and Noah exchanged looks but didn't say anything.
"What kind of sub says "I'll think about it" when they are offered the chance to be owned by someone?" I asked incredulously.
Laurent snorted and tried to hide his smirk, but Noah wasn't that kind.
He chuckled straight into my face. "A smart one, if we're being honest here, Scott."
I glared at him. "I really don't need the snark, Noah."
Noah leaned back in the big overstuffed chair in Eric's office and shrugged his shoulders. The club wasn't open yet. But I had opted to use Eric's office to talk to them. With all the gossiping that tended to happen in the club, the last thing I wanted was for this to get out. I already felt awful about telling Laurent and Noah without Molly's consent. But I knew they would keep quiet, and I could really use their advice with Molly.
