Page 43 of Grim's Hell


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I wish I had a love like that.

Cece breaks away from Soul, and they face me.

“Hey, Violet.” Soul smiles, but there’s a wariness in his eyes as if he doesn’t know whether or not he can trust me.

“Hi.” I take the tiniest step back and lower my gaze. “Thank you for letting me stay here. I’ll be out of your hair soon.”

“No rush. Any friend of Cece’s is a friend of the club,” he replies. “It’s good to see you up and around.”

“Thanks.”

“Are you feeling up to having a drink at the bar before we get you settled on the couch?” Cece asks.

“No alcohol, Cece,” Abyss admonishes from behind. “She’s still on pain meds.”

She rolls her eyes, and as she leads me away, Soul smacks her on the rear. I jerk in response, but Cece’s giggles have me rethinking my reaction.

I hope no one noticed.

The weight ofhisstare bores down on me.

Nope, not so lucky.

At some point during our interaction with Soul, Grim must’ve swiveled around on his bar stool because he’s watching our every move. I stop dead in my tracks, jolting Cece in the process. She raises a brow in question, but she doesn’t speak. Instead, she follows my line of sight and smirks before encouraging me forward to make our way to the bar.

“Well, well… who do we have here?” the man with tattoos covering his arms and neck asks.

“Animal, this is Violet, ourguest,”Cece explains. “Violet, this is Animal.”

Animal looks me up and down, making me slightly uncomfortable. “Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.” He pulls my hand up and lightly kisses it.

Grim growls, and Animal drops my hand before I have a chance to pull it away. I give a quick, shy wave and glance at Cece.

“Cece, maybe this isn’t a good idea,” I whisper. “I should go back to my room.”

She faces me. “Sorry, but no. You need to get out of that room. All these guys are harmless… protective and flirtatious, as you can see, but harmless.”

As soon as the word ‘flirtatious’ falls from her lips, a heavy muscular arm drapes around my shoulder. My spine stiffens, and sweat immediately gathers on my forehead. I’m frozen, unable to shake the offending arm off me. Before a full-blown panic attack has a chance to take hold, the arm is yanked away, and the man’s face is smashed down on the bar.

I breathe a sigh of relief but jump back when I realize it’s Grim who came to my rescue. And the look on his face is murderous.

Cece gently touches Grim’s forearm until his focus shifts to her. “It’s okay, big guy,” she signs. “Thorn was attempting to flirt. He went about it the wrong way.”

Grim releases Thorn, who pushes off the bar and rubs the side of his head where a goose egg is already forming.

“What the fuck, Grim?” Thorn asks, puffing out his chest and stepping into Grim’s personal space.

“Keep your hands to yourself.” Grim’s movements are fierce.

“I was trying to introduce myself.”

“Try it without touching,” Cece intercedes.

The room goes silent and, unfortunately, we’ve gained the attention of everyone. Embarrassment burns my skin. The last thing I want is for Grim and his friends to fight, but I’m too afraid to say anything. All of these men aremassiveand could no doubt do some damage.

Soul pushes between them and puts Cece and me behind him. “Two-hundred dollar fine for both of you!”

“Worth it.” Grim smirks before sitting back down on his stool.

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