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I flashed him a smile anyway. He was decent looking, but with his slick-looking leather suit jacket and skintight black jeans, I sensed he was collecting arm candy and nothing else.
“No, thanks.”
He sniffed then had the nerve to wrap his fingers around my arm. “What’s it gonna hurt?”
“What will hurt is if you don’t take your hand off me. I will cut it off and smile about doing so.”
When he backed away, he shook his head and the next thing out of his mouth was the word I hated the most.
“Bitch!”
“Really?” I purred. Then I tossed the wine in the guy’s face. What a shame to waste such a cheap vintage but the sacrifice was well worth it.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Snake didn’t like what was going on. Before he had a chance to cause a fight, I slid the glass onto the table, shoving the asshole out of the way.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” the guy growled.
“Well, if you weren’t such a nice guy, I would have done worse.” When he acted as if he was going to retaliate in some drunken manner, I shifted around him, heading toward where I’d seen Snake.
And of course… he wasn’t there. Great. However, there were five other buff, rugged men, including Mustang and they were all staring straight at me.
When Mustang grinned, the flash of heat drifting up from my neck to my cheeks irritated the hell out of me. I had nothing to be embarrassed about. Well, that is unless Mr. Grumpy had told everyone what had happened. By the way they were leering at me, I’d say he had. How dare the asshole do that? If word got out, I’d be toast at the hospital. Would he do that to me?
Yes, he would in his less than chivalrous behavior. He would get a huge piece of my mind the next time I saw him. The coward couldn’t even look me in the eye. To hell with him.
“Oh, shit,” Mustang snapped.
I turned just in time to see Snake issue one hard punch to the asshole who’d accosted me. And my savior acted as if he was prepared to punch the guy again. With chiseled cheekbones and flashing eyes, he was a forbidden vice wrapped up in skintight jeans and a shirt accentuating his sculpted abs. I had to stop thinking that way.
The touchy-feely jerk went down without bothering to fight back. And the girls in the party all started to clap. Oh, this wasn’t good at all. No, in fact, this was terrible. I needed to go back to the table, doing what I could to act disinterested. But my curiosity got the better of me and I shifted again, giving Mustang a dour look. All five men were grinning at me like they knew a secret.
This night couldn’t get any worse. It wasn’t possible.
Exhaling, I decided it was best to leave it alone but the second I turned around to head back, not paying close enough attention to where I was walking, I bumped into a solid brick wall and gasped.
“What is wrong with you? Now you’re punching out men in a bar?” I snarled at him, planting my hands on my hips.
“He was accosting you. That wasn’t acceptable.”
“I can fight my own battles, thank you very much.”
“He would have eaten you alive,” Snake retorted, his eyes twinkling from putting me on the spot.
I shoved up my sleeves, trying to push aside the fact I was just as aroused by being this close to him as I’d been before. The entire situation was getting out of hand. “Once again, you don’t know me very well. I’m a piranha, which means I enjoy feasting on flesh.”
“That’s exactly what I thought.”
“You’re still an asshole.”
“Yup. Now I am curious. Are you following me now, Nurse Ratched? Perhaps you’re making a checklist of my behavior for your records?” Snake snarled in the same hateful voice I’d heard enough of already.
He really wanted to pick another fight with me?
“Me follow you? Not a chance, buster. I’m here with friends. Perhaps you were trailing after me, which is why you ordered a glass of wine. Well, too bad.”
He narrowed his eyes, his jaw clenching, which drew my attention. He hadn’t shaved since I’d seen him before, and the two-day shadow added to his sexiness. He was like an impenetrable force.
“Too bad? What’s that supposed to mean?”
