Despite myself, I chuckled, amused at the tone of her voice indicating she thought he was less than best. “Frank’s my cousin. He was born to be my backup.”
“Your backup?”
“Yup. In case something ever happened to me—”
“Happened to you?”
The humor gone, my nostrils flared. “I told you, I was born to protect Milo with my life. If that happened, Frank is the backup.”
Her lashes were batting quickly, the pinkness fading to gray. Clapping her palms together, she heaved a sigh, staring off to the side. “Well, let’s go home, I guess.”
“Don’t sound so thrilled.”
Tears glistened, her cheeks turning pink. “It’s just…Milo’s gone and usually when he’s gone, I hang out with Jenni…”
She closed her lids, exhaling softly and slumping her shoulders. “Guess that’s not an option anymore, huh?” She crossed her arms. “Just gonna go home and be alone.”
“So, what? I’m not good enough?”
Her lashes batted and she shot a wayward glimpse. “N-No, it’s just…I mean, I—”
“Look, you don’t want to hang out with me, it’s fine.”
“Wyatt, do you really think it’s wise after the uh, ahem, subway thing?”
“What subway thing?”
“You know? When you—”
Overly clearing my throat, I lifted my brows and repeated sternly, “What subway thing?”
She arched her own brows and flashed a small smile, fanning her hands out. “I have no idea.”
“Great. Then let’s go out. Where you wanna go?”
“Well.” She twisted her lips around her teeth and scratched behind her ear. “Dave and the guys are playing again tonight. Wanna go there?”
I resisted the urge to grimace. I didn’t really care for that group, mainly because I thought their music was shit, but she enjoyed them, they were good to her, and it meant she was distracted from her heartache.
“Sounds perfect. Let’s go home and clean up, first.”
“Great.” She smiled brightly and my heart cramped, making me wince.
We gathered our things, threw away the last of the trash, and left. Chastity wanted a friend right now, understandable. I could be that friend. Sometimes, everyone needed a friend with benefits.
She just didn’t know it, yet.
Chapter 34
Wyatt Shaw
The bar was packed, and it made me uncomfortable. It was hard to spot suspicious people when there were so many faces to look at. I couldn’t do my job properly if I couldn’t spot danger.
Thankfully, Chastity wasn’t exactly a target to anyone just yet. However, when Milo put that ring on her finger, that would change, and that worried me.
What if someone turned on their charm and flirted with her? So far, from what I’ve seen, every time a man showed interest, she weakened. Knowing she was insecure, and knowing why, made her an easy target.
She was going to have to toughen up and be on guard, even when it was a man hitting on her. She needed to realize just because someone was flirting, didn’t mean they wanted her. How did I broach this subject without offending or triggering her past?