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My eyes blur at his shadow walking away. I’m not typically a crier, but something about his kindness hits deep.
Ace, Talon, Major, and Ford are four of the toughest, roughest, strongest men I’ve ever met. But they have this thoughtful side that is proof of the amazing men they are.
“Bev nap stat! I can’t have raccoon streaks ruining my work.” Shayla pats my cheeks with a napkin, absorbing the tears that leaked. My vision clears and Jewls is watching me with the compassion I’ve grown to understand from her.
She’s worried.
“I’m okay. He took me off-guard.”
“He does that—sneak attacks of sweetness.”
“Give a girl warning next time.”
The bar noise goes down as Harley passes. “Heads up, they’re here.”
It never gets old watching the famous crew enter. Declan and his wife, Raven, Blake and his wife, Charlie, Nate, Cooper, and Declan’s sisters with their husbands come around the back side of the bar and into our reserved area.
“It’s showtime,” Shayla whispers eagerly.
My heart skips when I see Talon, Ace, and Ford behind them. They may be casually strolling, but the mood is easy to read. They are protectors, making sure the band gets their privacy.
Ford’s eyes meet mine and hold me hostage. His striking hazel depths stare straight through me.
“I’m going to the restroom.” My nerves suddenly kick into overdrive.
“You want me to come with?” Ginger offers.
“No, I’m okay. Just need a breather.”
She studies me, her face softening. “Look in the mirror and know how amazing you are. The hair, the makeup, the clothes—it’s nothing compared to the soul of the woman staring back.”
“Thank you.” I squeeze her hand and grab my clutch.
It takes a few minutes to navigate through the crowd, and I get stopped twice by men asking to buy me a drink. The restroom is empty, and I welcome the space to get my head straight.
It’s just a guy my subconscious tells me. A guy who is your friend.
But it’s not just a guy. It’s a man who is so much more.
Don’t be a coward.
“Don’t be a coward.” I repeat the mantra, washing my hands and taking another glance in the mirror. “You have this.”
My newfound confidence wavers when I open the door to find Ford leaning against the opposite wall.
“Hey.”
He straightens, stepping forward and towering over me. “You okay?”
“Yes, why?”
“Thought I saw you being hassled.”
“Hassled?”
“Those guys in the bar? Say the word and they’re gone.”
“They offered to buy me a drink.”
