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arms that are uncovered by his leather vest are heavily
tattooed. I think if I’m ever asked to define the word “manly,” I should just
show a picture of this guy and I wouldn’t have to say another word.
     
    As
soon as Edward takes a look at Bash he takes a step back, whether voluntarily
or because Bash is practically on top of him. As he does, both of his
bodyguards step forward and flank him. Bash doesn’t even look at them. His cold,
dark eyes are fixated on Edward. I don’t even think he’s blinked since he
spoke.
     
    Now
the men on either side of Edward step back, even though Bash hasn’t made a
move. It isn’t until I follow their gaze past Bash that I see about six other
men wearing leather vests break through the crowd to stand behind their friend.
     
    I’m
pretty sure no one has said anything yet, but I can’t be sure I’d have heard
them over the sound of my own heartbeat thumping in my ears. What the hell
is going on?
     
    I
look over at Jackie to see what she thinks, but she’s just got a stupid grin on
her face as she stares at Bash. She was the one that pointed him out to me in
the first place, before things at the pool table got physical. She always
notices guys like him, although I think he might even be more than she can
handle, which is why she started flirting with the bartender instead. Still,
she isn’t too shy to look, and as much of an ass as he is, I can’t blame her. He’s
the hottest thing around by a long shot. And so completely not my type.
     
    “I
think you should mind your own business, sir ,” Edward finally manages to
say. I’m impressed that his voice doesn’t crack. I can see a bead of sweat on
his brow. That’s about as rattled as I’ve ever seen him.
     
    “Anything
that happens in this bar is my business. I heard the lady tell you no. Don’t
make me say it as well. When I say no, things tend to break. Sometimes bottles.
Sometimes chairs or tables. Often bones.”
     
    Edward’s
thin tongue slips out and wets his lips. He turns to me, as if we are the only
two in the room. “You think you’ve been having trouble finding a new job so
far? I was going easy on you, dear. You think you can do better than me? When
I’m done, you won’t even be able to do worse.”
     
    As
if to convince the bar of his bravado, Edward doesn’t even glance back at the
big man still staring him down. He simply turns on his heel and leaves, flanked
by the two men he arrived with. There’s a moment where the silence enveloping
the bar hangs like a thick cloud, but then it bursts and the conversations begin
again almost at once. The show is over, and aside from the group of leather-clad
bikers still standing around, there’s nothing to see anymore.
     
    “Wow,
that was intense,” Jackie whispers as she sinks back down onto her stool. “I
need another drink.”
     
    Bash
finally relaxes, turning to nod at this friends, who immediately return to what
they had been doing before. As they turn, I can finally see the details on
their jackets. There’s a design that looks like a heavily armored skeleton,
grinning at me with the words “Chrome Soldiers” in an arc above and “MC”
written below. If these guys are soldiers, then that makes Bash their leader.
     
    Still,
whatever their relationship, it must be nice to know that you have a group of
friends ready to have your back like that. I suddenly miss my friends back
home. Jackie is great, but I haven’t known her that long, and a quick glance
confirms that she’s already back talking excitedly to the bartender as he mixes
her another Manhattan.
     
    I’m
surrounded by people, but I’m hundreds of miles from anything I’d really call
home. I have a billionaire looking to ruin my life, and the only people around
to stand up for me are Jackie and a smoking hot biker dude who I just met a few
minutes ago and also happens to be a complete prick.
     
    “Let
me guess, ex-boyfriend?” Bash’s lip is curled up into a smirk, as if