“Just doin’ my job.” He winked out of habit. “Enjoy da rest of your night, now.” He made his way back toward the bar but made a mental note to keep an eye on the trio in case they caused any further trouble.
“Penny for your thoughts.”
Remy was leaning against the wall, eyes scanning the crowd but not really seeing them, when Lily’s voice reached his ears. “You’d have to pay me more den dat, cher.” He winked at her and nodded at Declan. “Come to have a drink, I take it?”
“According to my mate, I don’t get out enough. When did you start working here?” Declan cocked a brow at him.
“Last night. I was here when some asshole grabbed hold of Kylie’s wrist and freaked her out. Oh, she pretended it didn’t, but I saw da fear in her eyes. Da bouncer was a no-show. When I told Emelise what happened and offered to take his place, she gave me da job.”
Declan cocked a brow at him. “Did you break the bastard’s arm for touching her?”
“No, but I wanted to.” There was an angry growl in Remy’s voice.
“Remy Delacroix showing restraint? Will wonders never cease?” Lily teased. Then she grew serious. “Listen, Rem, I think you should be given a heads-up. I’m not sure of the details, but something bad happened in her past. When we were shopping earlier, she asked what you were really like when you weren’t trying to impress someone. When I asked her why she thought you were trying to impress her, she said that was what men did. They put on an act while keeping their real personalities hidden until it was too late. I think the guy she was involved with, before she moved here, might have hurt her. She’s determined to not let anyone close so you are going to have your work cut out for you.”
Remy felt his hackles raise. The thought of someone laying a hand on Kylie in anger infuriated him. If the fucker ever dared show his face in New Orleans he was going to regret it. “Thanks for da warning, cher. I appreciate it.”
“You’re welcome. We’re going to go get a drink; try to not get into too much trouble.” She winked and laughed before she let Declan lead her to an empty table.
Remy watched them go before he glanced at Kylie. Whatever happened in her past, he’d find a way to help her get past it. He just had to figure out how he was going to get the woman to let him in enough for him to have a chance at helping her heal.
