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medicine to boot! She didn’t need to be running around, making a fool of herself in skirts far too tight and with men far too idiotic to tolerate for more than an evening. But, as ever, all of those realizations came to her a tad bit too late.
    “I’m not your sugar,” she retorted absently, receiving the shot from Joe.
    He paused long enough that she had to look at him to see if he’d heard. He wasn’t paying attention at all; instead he had turned around and was leaning against the counter with his elbows, scanning the room. Ruby narrowed her eyes a little. He wasn’t just casually observing – like a bored man at a dreary bar. No, there was purpose to him. His gaze was calculating, strict, even though that twinkle of amusement in them could have fooled most onlookers.
    A mystery man…
    “Did you hear me?” she asked, cocking a well-groomed brow at him.
    He met her gaze, and that despicable smirk was back on his lips.
    “I did. I don’t agree.”
    “Don’t agree with what?”
    “I think you are my sugar, sugar. But we can argue about that later. In private. How does that sound?”
    He spun around and grabbed his drink, clinking it against hers.
    “I think you sound suicidal!” Ruby said, but she couldn’t keep the laughter from her voice. Hey, every court needed a daring jester, right?
    “Could very well be.” They kicked back the tequila, and Ruby made a bit of a face as the bitter liquid went down.
    When she looked up, he was suddenly so much closer. Ruby gasped as he leant in, smelling like a woodsy fire and black coffee. It filled her lungs, and for a crazy moment, she didn’t want it to stop.
    “Get out of here while I distract them. I’ll find you,” he whispered, already receiving scalding looks from the people around them.
    “Who are you?” Ruby asked, trying to find her breath again.
    “Cillian. But you can call me whatever you want, sugar,” he said, grinning like a fiend.
    She loved it. Next thing she knew, Cillian’s hand was on her cheek, pushing her chin up a little, and then his lips were on hers. She murmured in surprise, but the small noise quickly turned into a moan as her eyes fluttered closed and she dipped forward to meet him. His lips were so soft, like they were meant to be against hers, and the kiss they shared was flawless – no awkward bumping or teeth gnashing together. Just perfection. Like they’d been doing it forever.
    Her body heated up immediately, every nerve and fiber in her screaming to get closer to him. He was wrenched away from her just as her tongue slipped into his mouth. She saw him thrown across the floor of the bar and sliding several feet until he slammed into a crowd of onlookers.
    “What the FUCK do you think you’re doing!?” Cable roared, red in the face and heaving with blinding rage.
    “Cable, no!” Ruby managed to yelp, jumping out of her seat.
    The kiss still lingered on her lips, and her eyes met Cillian’s, who was up on his feet like a flash of lightning. He hooked brass knuckles around his fists, inclining his head towards the back exit ever so slightly before turning his attention back to Cable. He grinned like a man possessed, the bikers around him roaring for Cable to cut his head off. There was no way he was going to get out of there in one piece.
    “Shut up, woman,” Cable grunted, bringing up his fists. “If prettyboy here wants to throw down, we can throw down. I’m going to rip every limb straight off your body,” Cable snarled, and Ruby watched with quiet horror as Cable lunged towards his leaner, faster opponent.
    Cillian sidestepped Cable easily, and the big biker pounded into the wall, a drowning snarl of anger following him.
    Okay, so he can handle himself, Ruby thought, her heart constricting with worry.
    On the one hand, she would have loved to stay and watch Cable get his ass handed to him, but she needed to get out, now. Trying to attract as little attention as she could in the packed room, Ruby slunk past