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Shadows light up his face as the flames dance, highlighting his powerful jaw and the scar that trails from the bottom of his cheek bone through his lip. His hair is the same ebony black as all the Quinn brothers, but his is the longest. It goes well with his gang leader persona.
As he crosses the room toward me, my gaze tracks his confident gait, the way his muscled chest fills out his leather vest, and how his ripped jeans hug his hips. He’s hot, but more than his looks, his presence consumes the air around us.
When he sits in the chair opposite me, I give myself an inward shake. Why the hell am I checking out a man who is the sworn enemy of my family instead of trying to escape? Maybe I took one too many hits to the head.
“I’m glad you’ll heal up.” He claims his mug and sinks deeper into his chair. “Now, I need you to tell me who laid the beating on you.”
“Why?”
“So I can handle them.”
His gaze is stern and unapologetic. He doesn’t even try to mask that when he says ‘handle’ them, he means by cutting off their balls or dropping them into the sea. But if the two Russians meeting with my father go missing, it will be my family that pays the price.
“Sorry. I don’t need your help.”
He arches an ebony brow, and I try not to get swallowed up by his bright green eyes. All five of the Quinn brothers are heart-stoppingly handsome, but Sean isn’t the pretty boy that Tag and Finn are. And he isn’t a pumped up beast out for blood like Brendan and Bryan.
He’s dangerous—that’s a given—and looks even deadlier because of his glare and that scar. He leaves his hair long to hide it, but I’ve always thought it was sexy.
Not that he ever noticed me. He’s ten years older than me and at the few events where we crossed paths, he usually called me kid or told me I looked cute.
Fingers snap close to my face, and I blink.
“Earth to Piper.”
“Sorry, the pills are really kicking my butt. Did you say something?”
“You were about to tell me who did this to you.”
Nice try. I’m not that out of it. “Muggers.” My eyes drift shut as a yawn escapes. “I met friends at the old Hard Rock Hotel. It was bought up by NYX and has been remodeled. We had drinks, then when I left, I got jumped.”
He frowns. “You left the hotel alone? I don’t believe that for a moment. There’s no way your father let you go out wearing a dress like that and didn’t have someone on you.”
Right.I forgot he knows all about how crime families work. “Ryan had to go and left one of the new guys to bring me home—I forget his name—but he kept his distance to let me have fun and then, when I went out to look for him at the end of the night, I didn’t see him.”
“Uh-huh. So, you walked out of the hotel alone, and you were mugged?”
“They must’ve been waiting in the shadows by the parking lot. They were brutal and left me lying on the pavement after they took my money.”
“I see. And where did they go? Did they jump into a truck, a car? Did you get a plate number?”
“I didn’t see. I never moved until they were gone.”
“Didn’t anyone see you there? Other people in the car park? That’s a busy hotel.”
“No. I didn’t want to be seen. I thought they might come back, so, when I could breathe again, I ran across the bridge.”
“And that’s when I found you?”
“Aye, it is.”
“And that’s the whole story?”
“Aye, that’s right.”
He tilts his head and chuckles. “Not a bad lie for the spur of the moment.”
“What? That’s what happened.”
