Security started moving through the crowd.
The whole rooftop shifted messy and quick.
“Time to go,” Mason said immediately.
There it was again.
Control mode.
But honestly? Appreciated.
Jace nodded. “Yeah, this is about to become a pain in the ass.”
Luca looked disappointed. “Cowards.”
Tessa grabbed his jaw. “Baby, you lose fights emotionally. Relax.”
“I could win one.”
“No, you absolutely could not.”
I snorted.
Then somebody slammed into my shoulder hard from behind trying to move away from the fight.
I stumbled sideways—
straight into Mason again.
At this point, it was becoming ridiculous.
Mason grabbed my hips this time before I could fall into the bar.
Firm. Fast. Instinctive.
And damn it, this one was worse.
Because now both his hands were on me.
MASON
Okay.
Yeah.
Nope.
This was getting dangerous.
Rowan looked up at me immediately, one hand catching against my chest to steady herself.
And suddenly all I could think about was the fact that she fit against me way too fucking well.
Bad thought.
Terrible thought.
Her fingers curled slightly in my shirt before she seemed to realize what she was doing.
