"What the f**k does that mean?" Dom wraps an arm around me and growls. "If that's not the reason you're here, then why are you?" "Because Kevin's an i***t, and I need someone who can see the big picture." Chris frowns and glances back at me. "I thought that was you. Hell, you didn't blink when he was about to kill her, but now you're acting whipped." "I'm whipped because I think they," Dom says, as he tugs me closer to his side, and glances around at the women who fill up this room, "are strong and deserve respect?" Wow, maybe this is the reason why I still haven't liked Chris even up to this point. Dom's vibrating with rage next to me, and a vein in his neck pokes out. "Oh, please. Don't give them any grand ideas." Chris laughs but with no humor. "All they are good for is reproducing

