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I shot out of my chair. “Where is he?”
She blinked up at me. “I told him he could come downstairs with us and—”
“Who the fuck told you to do that?”
Jess shrank away from me. “No one.”
“Where is he?”
She turned on her heels and scurried away. I was right after her, following her lead to the floor below.
“What happened?”
“This guy talked to him and was kind of rude. He said something about your friend being a whore and to do his job, and then he just freaked out.”
“Fuck,” I muttered. I stepped out of the elevator and looked around. “Who fucked with him?”
Sweetie pointed down the bar to a guy flirting with another escort. My eyes flashed to him.
“Keep an eye on him, don’t let him leave. Where’s Ash?”
“Over there behind the curtains. Please, don’t be mad, Gin. I was being nice to him.”
I grabbed a fistful of her hair, dragging her forward. “You were being stupid. I told him to stay where the fuck he was, and you just had to open your mouth.”
Sweetie swallowed hard. “Shit, you’re right. I fucked up. I just didn’t think he would—”
“You’re right. You didn’t fucking think.”
I released her as I moved over to the curtain. Ash was crouched behind the curtain, his hands over his ears as tears rushed down his cheeks. I dragged him upright, shook him and forced him to look at me.
“You’re okay,” I growled. “Look at me. You’re fine.” My heart raced as I tried to break him from his daze. When he finally looked at me, he frowned. “Yeah, I’m right here.”
“Gin?”
“Yeah.” I cradled his cheeks in my palms. “What the fuck happened? Who hurt you?”
Ash sucked in a shuddering breath. “I-I don’t wanna be passed around. I can’t. Please, don’t make me. Don’t make me.”
I grabbed him even harder. “Shit,” I muttered. “Ash, it’s okay. No one’s going to do that. I shouldn’t have brought you here.”
It was my fucking fault for saying that crap and then bringing him to the same place I’d threatened to take him. My fault that I did whatever the hell I wanted when he’d clearly been upset. I never thought it would turn Ash into a ball of horrified sadness.
“Let’s get you home.”
Ash shook his head. “Can’t move,” he muttered. “I can’t.”
“I’ll carry you then.”
“No!” Ash shouted, his hand shoving against my chest as he sniffled. “You said you’d send me here. That you would make me pay off my fucking debt in a place like this. Don’t touch me, you goddamn asshole. Don’t touch me! No one touch me.”
My chest tightened until I could barely draw in a breath. What was I supposed to do with him? Every time I reached out to touch Ash, he drew away from me as if I had hit him. I straightened up before I walked down the bar to the man who had set him off.
I grabbed the back of the man’s neck and slammed his face into the bar. Everyone cleared out, moving away as quickly as possible as he babbled and tried to speak.
“When you look around this room, what do the whores have in common?” I asked, turning his head left and right. “Can you spot the fucking difference?”
He sucked in a breath as blood dripped onto the chipped wood of the bar. “I-I don’t know.”
