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Could it be?
Viking turns to face me, and I can see the rage lingering in his eyes, even from a distance. Needing a minute to myself, I rush off the stage and thank God Steve isn’t here tonight. Not only was a scene caused in his establishment because of me, but I stopped dancing mid-set, and he doesn’t like that.
“What the hell was that?” Sarah demands as she races through the door just as I’m flopping down on the stool in front of my makeup station.
“I…” I shake my head. “I don’t know.”
“Wasn’t that the guy that Brigg got rid of last week?”
“I think so, yeah.”
“And Viking?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Not gonna lie, it was kinda hot watching him stand up for you like that.”
I swallow. It was hot. That’s twice now that he’s stepped in and called me his.
“Hey, did you hear him call me Mea?” I ask.
Sarah shakes her head. “No. All I heard was him say you were his.”
I huff out a breath. “Yeah, I heard that too.”
“I thought he was gonna do far worse th—”
“Makayla, are you okay?” Viking asks as he flies into the dressing room, Brigg on his heels.
“I tried to stop him,” Brigg says as he grabs Viking’s arm. Viking easily shakes him off, but Brigg doesn’t give up that easily. “Want me to kick his ass to the curb?”
I dismiss his concern. “It’s fine, Brigg. He can stay.”
“You sure?”
I nod and glance at Sarah. “Can you give us a minute?”
My friend darts her eyes to Viking and back again. “Sure thing, but I’ll be right outside if you need me.”
I smile. “Thanks.”
Brigg and Sarah retreat to the hallway, and Viking shuts the door behind them before facing me again.
“Are you okay?” he repeats.
Ignoring his question, I ask one of my own. “What are you doing here, Viking?”
He thrusts his hand through his hair and begins to pace. “I…” It’s a few more seconds before he spits out a full sentence. “I came to apologize.”
“For what?”
“Upsetting you last week. That wasn’t my intention, and I’m sorry.”
I rise from the stool and move toward him. “Do you know why I got upset?”
“No.”
I take a deep breath, mentally prepare myself to give a piece of myself to a man I barely know.
