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“How did you—?”
“She admitted it. Said she’s sorry. She hasn’t stopped texting me.” Rose reaches to her phone on the bar and hands it to me. “I’ve switched it off. Don’t let me have it back yet. I’m afraid of what I might do if I turn it on and see her name again.”
I slide it into my jacket pocket, then take her hand in mine.
“What do you need?” I place my thumb over her wrist and stroke her vein as it pulses against my skin.
She looks up at me and her eyes pinch at the corners, and tension lines form a V between her brows. “I need to get wasted.”
I frown and shake my head, rubbing my thumb back and forth over her pulse as it beats faster. “That’s not going to help. Trust me.”
She rips her hand from mine, her eyes flashing.
“Trust you?” She leans forward until we are almost nose to nose. “I’m done with trusting anyone,” she spits. “Look where it’s gotten me.”
She leaps up from her stool in a flash and begins fighting her way through the bar toward the exit. It’s late afternoon, but the space is packed with people who’ve left work early for the weekend. Many are standing and watching a giant screen with a wrestling match on.
“Rose!” I chase after her, shouldering past a throng of bodies and getting dirty looks as I force my way through.
“Watch it, mate.”
“You fucking watch it,” I hiss, glaring at a guy in a wrinkled suit and a pint in his hand. He scowls and steps back near his mates.
Yeah, thought so, fucker.
That’s one thing jail taught me. How to give someone a look that means they won’t want to mess with you. Not unless they’re a crazy fucker with a death wish.
“Rose!”
She squeezes in front of a group of men and their eyes follow her. One reaches out and curls his fat fingers around her forearm.
“What’s the rush, love? Stay and have a drink with us.”
His eyes drop over her body, stopping on her legs in her short skirt and heels as he licks his lips.
“You want to lose your fucking fingers?” I hiss in his ear as I come up behind him and grab the back of his neck with one hand.
He stiffens but can’t turn his head as I have him in a vise-like grip. I squeeze harder.
“I said, do you want to lose those filthy fucking fingers?”
“What the hell?” he gasps as his mates just stare at the both of us.Pussies.
“If you don’t want me to rip them the fuck off”—squeeze—“then I suggest you take them offmygirl. Right. Now.”Squeeze.
He drops Rose’s arm like it’s a grenade.
“Now, apologize,” I snarl.
“Sorry. No harm meant,” he chokes out as I give him one final squeeze and then throw him away from me and into his mates who are staring with their mouths open like fucking idiots.
“Let’s go, Rose.” I grab her hand and pull her outside.
“What was that?” She turns to me, eyes wild the moment we step through the door, yanking her hand from mine.
“He’s lucky he still has his hand. He was touching you without your permission.” I inhale slowly to ease the wild thumping in my chest.
Her mouth drops open and her eyes go round. “I mean the ‘my girl’ crap? I’m not your girl.”
