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I jerked it out of her hand, then threw the glass down, shattering it against the concrete floor.
“Hey, jackass, I bought that drink,” the man blurted out angrily.
Shiloh’s hand wrapped around my arm. “Gage, don’t.”
She had caused this, but then again, she enjoyed doing shit like this.
The man’s outraged expression slowly changed to uncertainty as I stared at him. “You can leave and get a head start. Or you can make the mistake of staying here.”
His brows drew together.
“Gage, I was just playing. You had a group of women all over you.” Shiloh’s pleading voice was the only thing keeping me from snapping.
The man pointed at the broken glass on the floor. “This man broke the damn glass on purpose,” he told the bartender, who glanced at me, then back at him before turning back to filling drinks. “What? You aren’t going to have him clean it or pay for it? Maybe fucking leave?” the man asked, annoyance in his tone.
“No, that won’t be happening,” Blaise informed him as he came to stand beside me.
The bartender looked at Blaise, then at the man before walking away to get someone else a drink.
“What the fuck?” the man shouted.
Blaise moved in closer to him. “You need to leave,” he said in a low voice.
The man’s face paled, and it was then that I knew Blaise was pressing a knife against the fucker’s ribs.
The man swallowed hard and barely nodded his head. “Okay,” he whispered, clearly afraid to move.
The man stepped back, then turned and headed for the door.
“I had it handled,” I told Blaise, not liking that he’d dealt with this.
Blaise glanced back at me, then at Shiloh. “None of us needs to end up in jail tonight.” He said the words in a low voice while shifting his gaze back to mine.
Shiloh’s antics had caused several instances that ended with me needing to be bailed out.
Shiloh moved in front of me then and wrapped her arms around my neck. “Dance with me,” she said, smiling up at me like none of this shit had happened.
Blaise turned and headed back to our table.
I stared down at her, wishing like fuck I wasn’t so damn obsessed. She made me insane, but the thought of someone else touching her sent me into a blind rage.
I brushed her hair back off her face. “You love pushing me.”
She licked her bottom lip. “Maybe I think it’s hot. Seeing you be possessive turns me on.”
I wrapped a strand of her hair around my finger. “You flirt with anyone else tonight, and I’ll kill him,” I warned her. I’d probably have to protect her from Blaise if she did anything else to set me off. I didn’t say that though.
“Everything good?” the bartender asked, and I turned my head to him and nodded.
Garrett had the owner of this bar under his thumb.
“Let’s go dance, and then I’ll sit in your lap to keep those mean girls away from you,” Shiloh teased, knowing she shouldn’t have tested me.
When I scowled, she laughed and took my hand and pulled me toward the dance floor.
Eleven
Shiloh
