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“Wait until you try their tiramisu. It’s better than what you can find in Italy.”
Setting down her glass, she glanced around the restaurant. It was quieter than when we walked in, people finishing their meals and leaving to either see a play, go to a club or simply return home.
“Where’s the restroom?”
I jerked my chin to the other side of the room.
She rose from her seat, folding her napkin and leaving it beside her plate. As soon as she was gone from the table, one of the sentinels who had come in after us rose from his seat and followed her. He nodded at me as he passed.
Five minutes later, she was back, and she did not look happy.
“A guard? Really?”
“You noticed him then?”
“Of course, I did. He might as well have a huge sign over his head that says he’s one of your men.”
“Rafferty isn’t known for his conspicuousness.”
“Well,Rafferty, scared the pants off a woman who walked into the bathroom right after me. Made her wait until I was finished before letting her in.”
“Standard operating procedure. He had to make sure nobody had access to you.” I eyed her. “And to make sure you didn’t escape.”
“Someone else could’ve already been in there,” she replied, balling her hands into fists.
I liked the way her cheeks pinked up when she was angry. The minute I thought it was the minute I forced it from my head. “I have another one of my men sweeping the bathroom every ten minutes. It was empty.”
Her pale brows rose. “How do you even know that?”
Shrugging, I said, “Because that’s their job.”
“Do you really think someone would try to harm me in the bathroom?”
“It’s a possibility. Look… Finnan said to keep you safe. This is me keeping you safe. You don’t like it? Take it up with him.”
“Oh, I will,” she seethed, folding her arms across her chest.
I smiled at her, enjoying the way she looked so damn fuckable when she was mad.
Our desserts came, but we ate them in silence. Just like before in the car, she was using the silent treatment on me. Fine by me. I always preferred actions over words, and she was showing me plenty of action by the way she glared at me, the tightness in her jaw, the set of her shoulders.
When it was clear she wasn’t going to let it go, I rose from the table and offered her my hand. Ignoring the gesture, she stood and placed her napkin down beside her mostly empty plate.
She stepped clear of the table and walked toward the door. As we left the restaurant, she asked, “You’re so arrogant you aren’t even going to pay?”
“They have my card on record. They’ll take care of it.”
She blinked at me like she wasn’t sure she’d heard me, then shook her head. “Where to now, then?”
“The club. My sister is waiting for us.”
Right on cue, Torin pulled up in the Rover, and I opened the back door for Sloane. As she slid in, the hem of her dress rode up a little, flashing the top of her thigh nearly up to her hip bone.
Lord, help me.
I bit back the groan and slid in beside her.
EIGHT
