I open my mouth to say something, but before I can, a husky, male voice talks over the top of me, nearly blowing me over.
“Is there a problem here?” he demands, and I look up (way…up) to see a man with broad shoulders, a tight torso, and the world’s most gruffly pronounced jawline I’ve ever laid eyes on glaring down at Dylan.
“No. Nothing I can’t take care of anyway,” Dylan says.
“Then I highly suggest you take your hand off of the beautiful woman.”
I swallow hard as I stare up at the man.
His face is masked, like everyone else’s. I mean, it is a masquerade. But his nearly covers half of his face. It’s very Phantom of the Opera.
I don’t hate it.
I also don’t hate the way his absolute presence is making Dylan uneasy and making me a little…wet.
“I’m sorry, who are you?” Dylan asks.
“You need to leave,” the man says, but Dylan just lets out an irritated laugh.
“You’re joking, right?”
I don’t think this man has a funny bone in his body.
After a two-second staring contest, Dylan takes the hint and lets go.
“You know what? Fuck this place,” he says before ushering his Barbie away.
“Holy shit,” Rachel says. “Are you okay, sis?”
If I’m being honest, I’m not totally sure.
Everything around me has turned to white noise, and it isn’t until I can physically feel my chin quivering that I realize I’m shaking.
“You spilled your drink,” the man says. “Come with me.”
The next thing I know, he is whisking me away through a private door.
I’m not used to being rescued. I’ve never really needed it before, to be honest.
But after my conversation with Dylan, I am feeling a little on edge.
That and dead-ass sober.
My silver fox hero never answered who he is, and I have no idea where he is taking me.
Between his statue-esque stance, the warmth of his giant hand on my lower back, and the spicy sweet scent of his cologne, I am too bewitched to ask.
Chapter 2
Damien
Even after I pull my hand away from the small of the woman’s back, I can feel the heat resonating.
My fingers are tingling, and my dick is hard.
I close the door of the private suite behind us, a small lounge off to the side of the event room at the Phoenix Hotel.
My hotel.
