Logan comes up behind him, followed by Greg.
“Christ, you’re shaking.” Dwight shrugs out of his coat without letting me go, and drapes the long heavy charcoal coat around my body, buttoning it up at the front.
“What happened?” Greg asks.
“He… He forced himself on me.”
I hear Dwight suck in a breath beside me, his arms tightening around my body as he pulls me closer.
Just then, the door to the room swings open and the man appears in the doorway, the fly of his pants is hanging open and he’s still clutching his crotch.
His eyes land on me. “You little bitch!” he shouts, his face red with rage.
Dwight lunges for him, gripping him by the lapels of his jacket, forcing him back into the wall. “What the fuck did you do to her?” he shouts.
Logan steps up beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, as the bouncer pushes Dwight aside to hold onto the man.
The other two men appear from the room and Dwight’s attention turn to them. “You! What did you do to her?”
One of the men holds their hands up. “We didn’t touch her, man. We just came here for a lap dance, nothing more, I swear.”
“What the fuck is going on?” Rick asks, rounding the corner and coming to a stop next to me.
“This little cunt bit my fucking dick,” Angel guy bellows.
“Watch your mouth!” Dwight growls through gritted teeth.
Rick looks towards me, an eyebrow raised in question. “He… He wanted me to go down on him... I-I couldn’t do it. I tried to leave but he pulled me back and… he forced himself inside my mouth. I tried to get him to stop but he… he wouldn’t. The only thing I could think of was to...”
“Fuck,” Dwight breathes out, his eyes filled with both rage and concern as he takes me in.
“Greg, get him out of here,” Rick says.
“Sure, boss.” Greg grips the man by the tops of his arms and pulls him down the corridor as he continues to mutter to himself.
Rick glances to the other two men, “I think you two should go too.” They make their way down the corridor and then Rick turns his attention back to me. “Sugar, come with me.”
“No.” Dwight protests, coming to stand beside me, taking Logan’s place. “Whatever you have to say, you can say it in front of us, she’s not leaving my side.”
“And who the fuck are you?” Rick eyes both Dwight and Logan.
“I’m her boyfriend,” Dwight replies instantly.
My head snaps up to look at him, and he gives me a look that tells me to just go with it.
Rick folds his arms. “What happened, Sugar?”
I recount the whole story again and as the story progresses, Dwight’s body stiffens even more, his grip on me tightening protectively.
“Go and get yourself home Sugar, take a couple of night’s off, okay? Come back when you’re ready.”
I nod slowly, giving him a weak smile before turning to Dwight. “I’m gonna go get my stuff. Meet me out front?”
His jaw clenches and after a moment, he nods.
“I won’t be long,” I say, glancing at Rick as I pass him and head towards the locker room where I remove Dwight’s coat from around my body and quickly pull on my jeans and sweater, my body still trembling. I change my heels for boots and throw my bag over my shoulder. I drape Dwight’s coat over my arm and head out.
Chapter 25
