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Johnnie’s gaze darkens. “You just crossed a line, Dar,” he says through his teeth. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but you’renotgoing to get away with embarrassing me in front of my bros.”
He grabs my arm. I stare as his fingers dig into my flesh, biting down hard. I yelp, more from shock than from pain, but he doesn’t let me go.
I start to freak out.
Johnnie’s a big guy, easily over six feet. His Patagonia Cronies are also tall, both of them looking like they’re from Abercrombie catalogues, like they’re one step away from the polo club, and neither seem to mind that their friend is publicly manhandling a girl.
This is getting out of control very quickly.
At least until a shadow appears at Johnnie’s side.
“You should let her go.” The voice is low and resonant with malice.
A man’s standing there. Stubble on his chin. Big hands balled into fists. A pristine suit, slim fitting.
I stare at the stranger, at the tall, broad, athletically built man, as a terrified pulse shivers down my spine.
He’s handsome. Sinful, absurdly handsome. Like, beyond inappropriately handsome. Dark, wavy hair pushed back in a lazy sweep. High cheekbones, tanned skin, blue eyes like early morning frost. A reddish beard clings to his cheeks, trimmed, but somehow still unruly. He’s in a suit, black and tailored to his muscular frame.
Holy hell, this guy ishot.
Stupidly hot. Like he’s a very unnecessary distraction.
Johnnie’s eyes bulge. For a second, I don’t think he’s going to release me. I imagine he’ll use me as a human shield.
Instead, his grip slackens, then disappears. “Who the fuck are you?” Johnnie snaps.
The stranger looks at me for a beat before saying, “I’m her boyfriend.”
Oh my god.
What thehellis this guy doing?
Chapter2
Dara
Silence fills the void for a beat. Nobody speaks. The Patagonia Cronies back off, putting space between them and my psychotic manager.
Finally, Johnnie finds his voice. “You have aboyfriend?” He gapes at me like it’s a surprise.
As if he’d give a crap either way.
“Yes, I do,” I finally manage to say. If Johnnie weren’t such a selfish piece of trash, he might know that’s actually true—or at least it was until this morning. I glance at the stranger and a spike of pure excitements hits my core at the look he’s giving me. Like he can’t stop staring, and he likes what he’s seeing.
He licks his lips, head tilted to the side.
“I’m Finn,” he says quietly, almost like he’s saying it to me, but he quickly glances at Johnnie. “And you need to fuck off before I decide to make this a bigger deal than it already is.”
“I just—you can’t—I mean—” Johnnie sputters, shaking his head. But he takes another step away. “Dar, you and I will have a chat tomorrow morning about your behavior.”
“Oh, will you please go away, you absolute creep?” I say, finally out of patience. Yep, I’m getting fired.
I should try to smooth this over, but I can’t debase myself in front of his hot stranger. My boyfriend, apparently. Finn. Big, strong, gorgeous Finn.
I’m going to pay for this tomorrow. Drunk or not, Johnnie isn’t going to forget what happened here.
Johnnie shakes his head, rejoins his Patagonia Cronies, and the trio hurries down the block.
