Finally, she turned her focus back to me. “Let’s say I wanted to go to a club you didn’t own. That was just a normal club without your or my cheating ex’s name on it. Where might I find one of those?”
I liked this question.
“We do not own The Falcon House. You could try there. It’s just a boring old club,” I said, mentioning another popular place in town. We didn’t own it, but Matteo was considering strong-arming his way in.
“Perfect.” She slammed her drink back and got to her feet.
I chuckled and stood with her. She stared up at me, looking so delicate and sweet that it made my heart jump.
“I’m leaving,” she proclaimed.
“I can read the room.” I laughed.
She shrugged and went down the stairs. I followed her, deciding wherever she went, I’d go too.
She tripped on a section of the sidewalk that had been raised. She stumbled forward, but I sprang into action and scooped her back before she fell and hurt herself.
“Easy,” I said, standing her again, my hands on her waist. “Sidewalks are tricky.”
“Oh, man. Are you following me?” She wrinkled her nose, amusing me.
“No. I’m going for a walk,” I replied, continuing to follow her as she walked down the sidewalk, her ass swinging. It was a damn nice view, that was for sure.
“I feel like you’re following me,” She called over her shoulder.
I grinned, laughing loudly. She was definitely under the influence.
“Which way to Falcon’s Nest?” She stopped her walk, her words slurred, and looked around.
“The Falcon House,” I corrected. “It’s the opposite direction.”
She turned and walked in the opposite direction. I did too, following her closely.
“You’re following me,” she accused. We’d made it around four blocks by that time, and I’d noticed we picked up company. Based on my own recon, I knew it was Lorenzo’s men.
At least he was still looking out for her. I hated the man, but I did appreciate that he was still keeping her safe.
“I’m not. I’m strolling.” I continued to follow her.
She snorted. “Strolling.The great and powerful daddy Klaus Seeley is out for a midnight stroll in his overpriced suit and his shirt unbuttoned.” She laughed loudly. “You know you scare people, right?”
She stopped abruptly and turned to face me.
“Do I scare you?” I asked softly, surprised by her statement. Not that I was surprised that I scared people. That was always my intention. I was surprised she was telling me. Such a brave little thing.
She stared up at me, looking so damn perfect. “Sometimes.”
She shivered and rubbed her arms. I wasted no time in removing my suit jacket and draping it around her shoulders.
Her cheeks flushed pink.
“Thanks,” she murmured before looking past me and eyeing the trailing SUV.
“There’s a black SUV following us,” she said, her brows pinched in worry.
I didn’t like that she was worried.
“Yes. It has been since you were walking the wrong direction.”
