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I glanced over my shoulder, almost positive Chasity was here. However, she’d vanished into the bowels of the bar. Damn. After the way I’d treated her, the last thing I needed was to run into her inside a raunchy bar.
“Maybe I’ll consider it,” I said in passing.
Mustang gave me a harsh look. “The gig sounds perfect for you.”
I resisted the usual anger I normally experienced. “As I said, I’ll consider it.” I could tell the guys all glanced at each other with that ‘knowing’ look. The second I shifted my gaze toward Chasity again, Mustang walked around the table.
“I’ve seen that look before, although it’s been forever. A pretty girl, huh?”
After taking a huge gulp of the beer, I was ready to head to the bar to order a tall, stiff drink. “Not just any girl.”
Mustang leaned back then grinned. “The lovely physical therapist?”
While he posed a question, I had a feeling he’d looked her up. I slowly turned my head, giving him an icy glare “You leave that girl alone. She was only trying to help. Even if her method of doing so is a complete irritation.”
He threw up his hands, the grin widening. “I wouldn’t touch her. I’m taken.”
“Very funny. You know what I mean.”
“I have a novel idea. Why don’t you go talk to her?” he chided.
“What are we talking about?” Scorpion intervened, leaning over the table.
“Our boy is sweet on a girl, a physical therapist.” As soon as Mustang answered, I shot him the bird.
“Stay out of my business,” I warned.
Vader and Reaper laughed, Vader clearing his throat before he spoke. “It’s about time, my friend. You need to venture out.”
“Stop telling me that!” I snarled and pounded on the table, almost knocking all three pitchers over. When the group quieted, I took several deep breaths. “I’m sorry about that. I’ve just had a few rough nights.”
“You too?” Phoenix asked.
“Yeah.” I hated to admit yet another weakness.
He sighed, keeping his voice low. “The nightmares are getting pretty bad. I can’t shake them.”
I lifted my head, studying his eyes. He was just as tortured as I was. “Same. They’ve been getting worse the last few weeks.” When I was certain the girl I’d been staring at wasn’t a dead ringer, I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off her. She seemed as uncomfortable as I was.
Then some asshole tried to hit on her. I bristled, snarling under my breath. No one touched my girl.
Hell. What was I doing? Now I was Mr. Possessive all of a sudden? We didn’t even like each other. Still, it bothered the heck out of me seeing the way all the men were gawking at her.
“Maybe you could just buy her a drink to apologize,” Mustang suggested, sliding in next to me.
While I grumbled under my breath again, I knew it wasn’t a bad idea. “Yeah, why not?” I noticed a waiter had just left the table where she was now standing all alone. “I’ll be right back.” I headed in the guy’s direction, grabbing him before he could make it to the bar. “The large party of women over there? Is that your table?”
“Yep. A bachelorette party. The girls are hot. What about it?”
“The gorgeous woman with the long curly hair who just ordered, whatever she’s having, I’m paying for.”
Chuckling, he threw a glance over his shoulder. “Good luck, buddy. She’s a cold fish, but sure. Why not?”
When I fisted my hand, giving him a hard look, he opened his eyes wide. I wouldn’t allow anyone to debase what belonged to me.
“Sorry, man. I just call them as I see them.” The waiter backed away before I could make good on my threat.
Mustang was right after all. I did have a thing for her. What bothered me is that for all her snappy comebacks, she had no idea that I could snap at any time. Exhaling, I waited for a few seconds, where I was currently standing allowing a much better view. The light over her table shimmered across her face and shoulders and damn if my cock wasn’t at full attention. I’d wanted to avoid her. Now I’d just bought her a drink?Good idea, moron.
