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“You almost done?”
“Almost. We’re closing in a few minutes; then I have to help bus tables. Probably less than twenty minutes.”
“Cool. Take your time. I’ll wait.”
She smiles at me, her eyes sparkling beneath the glow of the Tipsy Taco’s overhead lights.
“Thanks for coming.”
She sidles off, my eyes following the slow sway of her hips as she moves around the restaurant. The crowd thins out, the lights coming up, the volume of the music lowering. Juliet cleans tables, leaning over and swiping at the black surface—the round globes of her ass on full display. Vivid images of me driving hard and deep into her warm pussy play in my mind as I watch the show.
Finally, she’s finished, untying her apron and tossing it on the bar.
“Ready?” Juliet slides her hand into the pocket of her jeans and walks toward me.
“Yep.”
I tip the stool up until it rests against the bar and sling my arm around her narrow shoulders. She winces at my touch, and I pause, frowning.
“What’s wrong?”
She bites on her lip, eyes cast down toward the floor.
“Nothing. Just a bruise.”
My gut twists. “From me last night?”
She shakes her head.
“No.”
“From what then?”
She shifts from foot to foot, clearly uncomfortable.
“And don’t bullshit me, Juliet, with some dumbass story about running into the wall. What the hell happened?”
She blows out a shaky breath. “Cash was waiting for me at my apartment when I got home this morning.”
I drop my voice, trying to control the rage storming through my veins.
“And that fucker put his hands on you? Did he hit you?”
“No. Nothing like that. He just—squeezed is all. It’s fine. It’s nothing.”
“My ass,” I growl. “If that dickhead ever puts his hands on you again, I will break every one of his fucking fingers. Swear to god.”
Juliet sighs, her ponytail swishing behind her. “See. This is why I didn’t want to mention it. I don’t need you defending me. I’ve got it.”
“The hell you do?—”
“King.” She reaches out, placing a hand on my chest. I’m certain she can feel my heart, pounding hard with rage.
“I mean it, Juliet. No man should put his hands on a woman. Family or not.”
“Thank you. I appreciate the sentiment. And if my brothers bother me again, I’ll pass along the message.” She rises on tiptoe, pressing her warm lips to mine. “C’mon. Let’s go get my stuff. I’ll leave my car at the apartment. I gave Sabby the story to tell my jerk-off brothers. Should keep them off my tail for a few days.”
Saying nothing, I grip her hand, keeping her close. No one’s going to hurt Juliet again. I’ll make damn sure of that.
