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“Let her go,” I repeated.

“Aww, she’s just playing hard to get, aren’t you, sweetie?”

“Yeah,” one of his friends said from behind me. “Leave them alone.”

“Fuck you!” Lillian wriggled out of the asshole’s grip while he was distracted with me.

Sudden movement had me turning as one of the men, the biggest of the group, rushed forward, a bottle raised in his hands. I swiped at the bottle, and it smashed on the ground. Then I picked the guy up by the neck and lifted him straight into the air with one hand.

The man that had been accosting Lillian froze, gaping at my superhuman strength. I tossed his friend at him. The two of them smashed into his car, then slid to the ground, landing in a muddy puddle. The car’s alarm went off, causing several others around it to start wailing too.

“Fuck this noise,” one of the guys said, looking around. He backed away a few steps before turning around and heading back to the bar.

“This skank isn’t worth it anyway,” said the original asshole as he picked himself up, his left side completely covered in mud. He and his friends left, leaving Lillian and me alone with the noisy car alarms.

Lillian wobbled on her heels as she picked her way around another puddle, and I hurried over to her, gathering her into my arms. “You okay?”

She looked up at me, her hands holding onto my shirt. “Yeah.” Then she reached up, struggling to put her arms around the back of my neck.

Amused, I hunched over to make it easier for her, and she pulled me close to her, kissing me on the cheek.

“Thank you.” Her warm breath played over my skin, making me hyper-aware of our proximity. “Security guard to the rescue.”

Her hand slid over the fabric of my top, across my pecs, and she made a soft humming sound. Her eyes were closed and she had a dreamy smile on her lips. I should stop her; she wasn’t any more sober than she’d been ten minutes ago. But it was like I was mesmerized by her and couldn’t move. Hey, if it made her happy to feel me up, then so be it.

After a long moment, I pulled away. “I’ll get you home safely. Which way?”

She frowned. “I don’t really want to go home anymore.” She squeezed my bicep and her tongue darted out to lick her lips.

“No? What do you want?”

There was zero hesitation. “You.”

Then she was pulling me down again, her mouth plastered against mine. Even with the taste of gin lingering on her tongue she was delicious, and I kissed her right back. Her lips were soft but insistent. It was a messy, sloppy kiss, and fucking hot. She wasn’t shy either, as one of her hands roamed low, feeling up the muscles of my abs.

My cock was hardening again and with our height difference, it was hard to hide it, especially with her hand so close. I groaned when her arm bumped it. Then I groaned again when she groped it directly, moaning into my mouth.

Fuck! I wanted to—

It was the beeping sound from a nearby car as someone came out to turn off their alarm that made me remember where we were. I pulled away again.

“Say, you’re not bad at all,” she giggled. “You should totally marry me and fix all my problems.”

Her problems? What type of problem could be solved by me marrying her? She didn’t know who I was, she thought I was just a security guard, so it couldn’t be money-related.

“Why me?” I asked, curious now.

“Because you’re better than my other option.”

“What other option?” I checked her left hand, but there was no ring. “Did you leave your engagement ring at home?”

She giggled. “Pfft… I don’t have one, silly.”

“But you’re engaged?”

“No, and that’s the problem.” She rolled her eyes at me. “I need to be. By Monday. Actually, I need to be married by Monday. That’s why I was asking you.” She poked me in the chest with a finger. “Hey. Let’s make this official. Will you marry me?”

I grinned at the very adorable but also very drunk woman in my arms. She was touching me again, her hand sliding under my top to touch my skin directly this time. I didn’t mind. I wanted to explore her right back, but that would have to wait until tomorrow.

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