I go to move around him, but he stops me.
Izzy steps forward and shoves her shoulder into his chest.
“She said we need to go. You need to move.”
He chuckles. “Or what, little girl? Are you going to assault a FBI agent?”
She narrows her eyes. “I don’t care who you are. You don’t touch my friend. You got that?”
He laughs again. “I am not afraid of you.”
“You might not be afraid of her, but you damn sure should be afraid of me.”
I glance back as the dark brown eyes that fill my dreams walk up from behind us. I notice that the hallway has suddenly emptied. Even the line for the bathroom seems to have disappeared.
Richard lets a smirk cover his face as he notices Bash’s hand fall to my lower back.
“I see you have already moved on. You should research the man you are with before you continue on. Ryan would take you back if you begged. He could protect you from this monster.”
He casts a glare at Bash. I feel his hand tighten into a fist at my back. I have seen Bash in action. I know that it would only take a moment for him to pull his gun that I know is in his waistband and shoot Richard dead. The problem is I don’t think Bash knows that he is FBI. I turn into Bash and lean up to whisper in his ear.
“Don’t do anything stupid. He’s FBI.”
I stay there waiting for any response. His hand comes up to cradle my face as he leans down and kisses my cheek before whispering back to me.
“I know, Tesoro.”
He pulls his head back up as he tucks my head into his neck. I get the overwhelming scent that is Bash. Woodsy with a mixture of bourbon. His smell is intoxicating. Just enough so that I relax slightly.
“You are no longer welcome in my club. Boys, escort him out.”
“Hey!” Richard says as two bouncers step forward to lead him out. “You can’t do this! What did I do?”
“You were harassing these women. I don’t allow the harassment of women in my club. You will leave before I call the police to remove you.”
I gasp into Bash’s neck.
Richard has a small smile on his face.
“You have no reason to kick me out. I didn’t harass them, did I Sofia?”
I suck in a breath at the tone he uses. It’s the same tone Ryan used to use that said that I was going to get a beating when I got home. The protected feeling I started to feel in Bash’s arms evaporates as my body tenses with the memories flooding me.
“He was harassing not only Sofia, but also myself and Mia. I will testify to that.” Izzy says with all the confidence I wish I had right now.
“There you have it. Now go.”
I am waiting for him to say he is FBI or try any argument, but he doesn’t.
“Fine, but Sofia? Ryan misses you.” He doesn’t say another word.
Bash turns me and pushes me into the wall as I hear the men walk past us. Seems they are walking out a back door instead of the front one I walked into.
Bastiano
I don’t know why God decided to have her walk in to Crimson tonight, but I decided he was an evil God. I knew the moment she arrived. My front door man radioed that Lorenzo’s VIPs had arrived. I knew who that meant.
When he told me, he put them on the list, I almost throttled him. He explained that Mia said she might show up, but that he didn’t thinks he would have the guts to actually come to a big city club. I trusted him.
