Devil She Became (Devil's Angels Book 1) by Autumn Raynne

tragic for his wife to commit suicide so young. Some guys have all the luck.

Chapter 8
    “Now, please explain to me why we are going to dinner with one of your old boyfriends, Reese!” Harrison angrily buttoned his shirt.
    Reese continued fixing her hair. “He’s not an old boyfriend, Harrison, I assure you. He was a guy I was friends with in college. I was in a sorority, and we saw each other often at frat parties. That’s all. He married one of my former sorority sisters.”
    Harrison stormed into the bathroom. “Just tell me you didn’t fuck him.”
    Reese dropped her flat iron. “Of course not. I have no interest in him, nor did I ever.”
    Harrison continued to dress. “What did you say happened to his wife?”
    Reese slipped on a hot pink bra. “She committed suicide. Hung herself in their house.”
    Harrison clucked his tongue. “Tragic. How old was she?”
    Reese shrugged. “My age, twenty-eight.”
    Harrison pursed his lips thoughtfully. “Where are their kids now, did you say?”
    Reese sprayed herself with perfume. “California with their grandparents. He didn’t want them exposed to all the negative publicity of their mother’s death.”
    “Hmmm.”
    “Hmm, what?”
    “Do you think he did it, Reese?” Harrison stared at her.
    Reese widened her eyes. “Of course not!” she flared. “You should have seen how upset he was! She killed herself! He wasn’t even there when she died.”
    Harrison snorted. “Sounds like a plan to me. Very convenient.”
    Reese was confused. “No, she just killed herself. That’s all.”
    Harrison helped her with her necklace clasp. “No, honey, I’m a lawyer. I see a lot of things most people don’t, and at lying, I am an expert.”
    “Oh, that’s nice to know, Harrison.” Playfully, she slapped at him.
    Harrison grinned. “He’s got a girlfriend already. I would say he didn’t mourn too fucking long. But hey, if he gets away with it, more power to him I guess. Not my business. Now, let’s go meet this murderous friend of yours.” Harrison slapped her ass.
    “Shhh! Don’t say anything like that, please,” Reese said.
    Later at dinner, Reese and Harrison met Darrell and his new girlfriend, Natalia. Natalia had long blonde hair and a very trim and fit figure. Reese liked her very much and found they had much in common. Harrison, despite himself, seemed to enjoy talking with Darrell about hockey and football, their shared passions. After dinner, Darrell invited them back to his place for drinks. However, Natalia had to work the late shift at the hospital as she was an ER nurse.
    Despite wanting to return home to make passionate love the rest of the night, Reese and Harrison agreed to go for a quick drink. Harrison wanted to see some of the collectible hockey items Darrell had on display at his home. Darrell had done quite well for himself as was evidenced by his lavish home on the North Shore.
    Darrell took Harrison on a tour of his hockey memorabilia collection as Reese studied photographs in Darrell’s house. Out of the dozens of pictures of his children, and several of Natalia, only one small photo of Julia remained, and it was in the corner of a hardly used study.
    Reese found this strange, but thought maybe he couldn’t stand to see her pictures anymore. Perhaps it was too painful for him.
    When they returned from their tour, they enjoyed a quick cocktail by the indoor pool.
    Driving home, Harrison remarked the evening had gone better than he had thought it would.
    “See, I have intelligent friends too,” Reese commented.
    “Of course, you do, baby.” Removing his hand from the steering wheel, he slid it up her skirt. Stroking her thigh, he felt something odd.
    “Are we missing something?” he asked, smiling at her.
    “No, sir, we are not.” Reese grabbed his hand and put it between her legs where he could feel she was completely bare. He groaned and kept rubbing her. As she got wetter, she moaned and pulled her skirt up. Seeing her all