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“That guy is a giant dingus,” I say.
“Dingus?” Cash asks, as he slides in beside June, tucking her against his side.
And it hits me like a ton of bricks that if Cash is sitting next to June, then Savage has nowhere to sit but beside me, and I’m going to be trapped beside him while I die inside thinking about his arms around me, the way he smells and?—
“I gotta go to the ladies’ room.” I slide out of the booth and hoof it across the dance floor.
I don’t look back. The fact that Savage didn’t immediately slide into the seat beside me tells me everything I need to know.
In the bathroom, I slip my phone out of my pocket and check my messages. Blessedly, there aren’t any from Franklin. Belle’s left text messages in the group chat, and I read them, smiling to myself, happy about the distraction.
BELLE
Kill me now. Kill me now.
Helloooo??? Where are you bitches? I need you. Like yesterday.
Belle? What’s wrong?
BELLE
Everything.
You’ve always had a flair for the dramatic.
BELLE
I got an emergency message from my boss. Apparently, I’m about to meet my worst nightmare made flesh. Some hot shot rugby player who needs a babysitter. Pray for me.
You’ll be fine. You’re the consummate professional.
I splash water on my face to freshen up, then head for the bathroom door. I push it open an inch but stop at the familiar rumble of Savage’s voice, floating above the thump of music from the dancefloor.
“… stay away from her.”
I frown and peek out.
Savage’s back is to me, his shirt stretched over taut muscles, and he’s glaring down at Seth Deveraux, who has his hand on the men’s room door. His gaze flickers past Savage’s shoulder and lands on my face, and a smile twists his lips.
“Why should I? Is she your woman or something?” Seth asks.
“No,” Savage says, and he stands stiff, like he’s ready to spring into action at a moment’s notice.
“Then I don’t see what the problem is here. We were just talking.”
“Don’t talk to her. She’s off-limits.” Savage’s tone is deathly serious, and I can barely believe what I’m hearing. My heart flutters.
Is he interested in me?
“Off-limits? How so? It’s a free country, and I can talk to whoever I like. So, unless you’ve got a reason for threatening me like a fucking Neanderthal?—”
Savage stiffens. “I’m her bodyguard,” he says. “I’m doing my job.”
Oh. My. God.
Heat rushes to my cheeks, and it feels as if I’m being sucked into the floor.
Seth’s gaze collides with mine again, and he’s wearing a frown. “Your job? She hired you to be her bodyguard? What for?”
