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He smiled at me and pushed his floppy hair back from his face. “I’m sorry. You look like someone I had class with last year.”
I smiled and took a sip of my beer. “Sorry, no.” I said. I thought that that was going to be the end of the conversation, but the blonde guy reached out a hand.
“I’m Zane,” he said.
I raised a brow. I had expected his name to be something much more common like Peter or James. He waited for a moment with his hand out obviously expecting that I would tell him my name in turn.
“I’m Sasha,” I said.
I gave him my free hand.
“What brings you here?”
I looked around, my eyes scanning the room looking for Natalia. “My cousin,” I said. “She wanted to show me around campus before I start.”
He smiled at me, and I felt taken aback by his pearly whites. If I hadn’t been married to Dominic Blanchi, I would have been completely smitten with Zane’s handsomeness. Unfortunately, it was doing absolutely nothing for me.
“When do you start?” he asked.
I opened my mouth to speak, before I felt a hand wrapped around my upper arm and felt my bossy being swung around.
“What the…” I was staring into the angry face of my husband. Who looked pissed.
“What the fuck do you think you are doing here?” Dominic sneered.
I opened my mouth to respond, but I was shocked and frightened by the anger rolling off of him.
“Hey, man,” Zane said. “Back off.” Zane stepped towards Dominic, and though I hadn’t known either man very well, I knew that Dominic would kill Zane, and probably had enough lawyers on retainer to make it look like an accident.
“It’s fine,” I said. I laid a hand on Zane’s chest. He was a nice guy, and he didn’t deserve to be in my mess.
“I don’t think…”
Dominic moved his suit jacket. “I didn’t ask you to think,” he said. I gasped as I saw his gun in a holster at his hip. I might have grown up in the mafia, but I had been protected from the violence of the lifestyle.
“It’s fine,” I told Zane. There was a note of desperation in my voice that I couldn’t quite get rid of. “He’s my husband.”
