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A smile spreads across his lips and reaches his eyes for the first time. “Then I’m going to babysit you until you sober up.”
“Maybe I don’t want to be sober.”
“That brings me to my first point. You shouldn’t be publicly drunk.”
“This is Las Vegas. Everyone gets drunk. And every other person is…” I stop, fearing I’ve said too much.
“Every other person is…” He taunts me to finish.
“Corrupt,” I say, like I said Harvard in my head earlier.
Eoghan’s face turns to stone. “Time to go.”
Before I know it, I’m hauled out of my seat and we’re behind the bar in a dark alley.
He pushes me against the brick wall, and with my purse tucked under his arm, he makes a call. He may be sober, and I may be drunk, but I can see he’s trying to manage three things with two arms, so I use my self-defense skills and take advantage.
I kick his shin and grab my bag.
A ruthless mob boss like Eoghan O’Rourke has skills that keep him alive on the streets. But he grunts at my kick, and puts me in a bear hold, my face now squished against the bricks.
Eoghan’s groin jams my ass, and I must be really drunk because I feel a thick, stiff erection. The long line of it bulges from his pants and nudges firmly into my crack.
Sweet Jesus.
“Are you hard?” I moan.
“Aye,” he drawls in a lilt that melts me.
But I shake away any feeling of arousal. “Get off on brutalizing women?”
“I’m protecting you. Not brutalizing you.” His hot breath fans the shell of my ear. “And that gets me hard.”
“Who are you calling?”
“A car service to get us.”
“Us?”
“I’m taking you home.”
“You don’t know where I live.”
He spins me around and wedges that stiff erection right between my thighs. “I know exactly where you live.”
My heart pounds, my brain screaming mob boss, mob boss, mob boss.
“Don’t hurt me,” I whisper.
“You think I’d harm you?” His blue eyes shine as he blinks in shock.
“Because I tried to put your brother away, yes.”
He studies my face, the light from a nearby lamppost shadowing the other side of his. “I don’t hurt women. And you were never going to put my brother away.”
“I wanted to, though. I could taste it.”
“You’re young. Ambition is intoxicating.” He smiles wickedly. “I get that.”
