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I don't stop until I'm right in front of her. Almost in slow motion, her head tilts back to look up at me, blue eyes widening a fraction. They widen even more when I ask, “You okay?”

The guy gripping her waist scoffs. “She's good.”

I don't waste my energy acknowledging him. “Luna, are you okay?”

She doesn't respond. Just blinks. Just stares at me with this weird look on her face like she's not sure I'm actually here. God, she’s so fucking out of it.

I have to grasp my temper with two hands when the guy squashes her against the side of his body, coaxing a wince out of her. “I said she's fine.”

“I wasn't talking to you.”

His friend barks out a laugh. “What are you, her boyfriend?”

“No.” Luna beats me to answering, her voice so slurred I can barely make out the words. “Not my boyfriend.”

Her words, truthful as they are, are like a punch to the gut, an unwanted reminder that we're not together and she's seeing someone, but I shrug it off.

The guys huff simultaneously. “Listen, back off. She wants to come home with us. Don't you, babe?”

The look on Luna's face says the opposite. “I-”

“We're leaving.” The handsy one tries to drag her away but she wriggles from his grip. She stumbles, managing to take a single step away before the other guy links a hand around her bicep and tugs her towards him. “Come on, you said you wanted to have some fun.”

“I-” Luna frowns. “I wanna go home.”

“We'll take you home.”

Over my dead fucking body.

“Luna.” Her gaze flicks to mine. I hold out a hand towards her, hoping no one notices it shaking. “C'mere.”

Relief is too small of a word to describe what floods me when she takes a wobbly step my way. A soft hand slips into mine, nails painted a pearly purple color digging into my skin as she clings to me. Another step forward and her forehead meets my chest, voice muffled. “Make them go away.”

My shoulders relax as she slumps against me, a ragged breath leaving me. I wrap an arm around her waist, erasing that dumbass' touch, holding her tightly against me. Fixing a glare on those guys, I jerk my head towards the door. “Find your fun somewhere else.”

“Hey-” They step forward, furious gazes flitting between me and Luna.

The second he does, I feel a presence on either side of me, Nick and Cass' shoulders knocking against mine. In one smooth move, they've shoved both of them backwards, Nick snatching Luna's things while Cass angles himself slightly in front of us. “Fuck off.”

For a long moment, the pair survey us, probably weighing up whether or not starting something is worth it, before eventually ambling off. “Fucking cocktease,” one of them grumbles as he stomps away.

Jackass.

Luna tenses in my grip, nails digging into me harder. When my thumb rubs soothing circles across the sliver of bare skin above the waistband of her skirt, she relaxes slightly, letting go of my hand to grip my shirt between her fists.

“I didn't do anything,” she murmurs into my chest, voice thick with frustration. “They said they'd walk me to my Uber. I thought they were nice.”

My hand instinctively goes up to cup the back of her head, my arm tightening around her, my chin resting atop of her head. “You're okay.”

I have to fight to keep the anger from my voice. I'm pissed. Pissed at the two jackasses who tried to take advantage of her. Pissed that apparently, no one else in this damn bar noticed it happening. And yeah, I'm a little pissed at her too, for wandering off with them. The last one might not be rational, or my place, but I can't help it. She knows better than that. She’s smarter than that.

Lu doesn't move as I drop my hand to take her stuff from Nick, who's watching me with careful, cautionary eyes. Ben's appeared now too, peering around an equally concerned looking Cass to try to get a look at Luna. “She okay?”

Without moving her face from my chest, Luna nods at the same time I do. Dropping my head so my lips are level with her ear, I ask quietly, “You want me to call the girls?”

She shakes her head.

“Pen?”

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