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He twirls me, making me promise him, “I’ll do anything for you, too,” before pulling me back into his arms.
“I know.” His nose nuzzles mine. “That’s why I’m taking you someplace after this.”
“Where?” I rub against him. “What is it? Is it close?”
“Damn, you make interrogations hot.” He laughs. “Can you tie me down too?”
“Yes.” I’m not kidding.
His lips tickle my ear. “It’s a private club. It’s a place we can be free.”
Lust rushes to my thong so fast. Of course, Silas knows such places, and damn, kill this cat, I don’t care… I’m curious.
“Is it a deal?” He twirls me once more.
“Yes.”
I’m beaming at him until my eyes land on Stacey, who’s trying to get my attention. Standing across the dance floor with Gentry, she’s smiling beside a bald man who’s toasting Gentry.
The look in her eyes? That bald man is one of them—the exclusive golf tour men.
The rest of the night, I schmooze with Silas and his parents. They introduce us to couples who own everything you touch. All the while, I keep that man in my sights.
He’s with his wife. They’re working the room, too. He hovers like he owns her, and her face and French twist are pulled so tight, I swear she’s gonna break. I’m too good at this. I know it when I see a woman who’s being hurt.
It takes too long for Baldy and his wife to move toward the exit. I give Silas a signal, and we follow.
I need that man’s name. I need someone we can follow.
The valets hustle outside, pulling luxury cars up to the curb. All the while, I can tell Baldy and his wife are in a fight. He’s hissing low, and she’s cowering away. He grabs her arm and yanks her into a threat he whispers in her ear.
That motherfucker.
I know what’s next.
Our cars pull up simultaneously, and I tell Silas, “Call the police, then block him in.”
It’s happening so fast. The couple disappears into their Rolls Royce. Silas jumps in the driver’s seat of my car while I rush to the woman’s passenger door to witness Baldy grabbing her neck in a painful choke while he’s yelling something.
“Excuse me, Ma’am?” I tap on her window. “Ma’am, I’m sorry, but I think you dropped something.”
He lets go of her, and her frightened eyes turn my way. There’s nothing in my hand but a scheme to open her door.
“It looks like a diamond earring from your bag.” My smile is innocent. My hand on the door handle isn’t. All it takes is her one click, and I swing it open.
“Come with me.” I grab her hand, and she complies with my orders. “It’s okay. I got you.”
“What the fuck?” The abusive shit shouts. “Eva, get back in here!” He opens his door so fast. “Stupid bitch! Get in the damn car!” He steps around his car’s front while I gently push her toward mine.
“That’s my car. Go! Get in there. You’ll be safe.” She rushes for my passenger door. Silas is at the wheel and ready for the next move.
“You nosy bitch!” Now, Baldy targets me. “Who the fuck do you think you are? Leave my wife alone.”
“I’m Sergeant Cade Bryant, and you assaulted your wife.” I position my feet. “Turn around, put your hands on the car, and don’t make a scene because they’re all watching.”
A dozen people stand on the granite steps of the hall’s entrance, Silas’s parents included. They’re all witnesses to this.
He rushes to shove my shoulders with both hands, sneering, “Fuck you,” and it’s training. It’s over ten years of men like this, and I don’t even think.
