Page 53 of Her Michigan Mob Boss

I felt Emily tense beside me and Max shot her an inquiring look. There was definitely something going on there, even if neither of them would admit it.

Sean’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen. “Vincent’s here.”

“Shit,” Erin cursed. “He’s going to be pissed.”

Erin looked up as a tall, dark and incredibly handsome man walked in, his face a mask of fury. She plastered on the fakest smile I’d ever seen. “Vincent. How nice to see you.”

“Do you know how long it took me to get out of that fucking room?” he demanded.

Erin glanced at her watch. “Allowing two hours for the flight, I’m going to guess eight hours.”

As Vincent marched toward her, Sean flew out of his seat to intercept him. Though they were evenly matched in size and build, Sean easily shoved the other man up against the wall. I gasped, but none of the others even batted an eyelash.

“Erin’s bodyguard,” Ciaran explained, though I already knew that.

“Where the fuck were you last night?” Sean demanded.

“Locked in a fucking closet.” Vincent tilted his head toward Erin. “That little brat drugged me.”

“It was just a couple of sleeping pills,” Erin muttered.

“She could have died last night,” Sean spat. “You’re fucking useless. I should shoot you now.”

“No,” Erin protested, suddenly contrite. “I was the one who was stupid enough to walk in here, even though I knew we were under attack. It wasn’t his fault. It’s like he said. I drugged him.”

“Yes, it is his fucking fault,” Sean barked. “He should know better than to let you get one over on him. If he can’t protect you, what use is he? What’s the number one rule? Protect our weak spots.”

“Weak spot?” Vincent scoffed. “Erin? She’s a fucking viper.”

“She’s a kid!” Sean thundered.

As he pulled back his fist to punch the other man, I surged to my feet.

“Stop it!” I had no idea where I found the nerve to yell at Sean like that. “Your sister, both your sisters, were nothing short of heroic last night. They didn’t need you or Vincent or any other man to protect them. Erin held her own, and Emily finished the job.”

“I helped too,” Will interjected.

“Yes, you did.” I smiled at him. “And I’ll bet none of these alpha assholes told you they were proud of you.”

“I’m proud of him.” Jace winked at me, and I sighed.

“Cut that out,” I scolded, using my best schoolteacher tone.

Sean snickered, and I turned back to him. “And you, sit down and shut up.”

He burst out laughing. “Knew I liked you for a reason.”

He released Vincent, who brushed down the front of his shirt in a gesture designed to show he was unruffled by what had just happened.

“Sit down, please, Vincent.” I pointed to the free seat next to Erin which I suspected was the last place he wanted to be right now. “You’re here now so you might as well join us.” I sank back onto my seat.

Ciaran took my hand and whispered. “Do you know how turned on I am right now?”

My cheeks heated.

“Who is she, anyway?” Vincent asked Erin as he sat next to her.

“My future bride,” Ciaran announced. “Annie has done me the honor of agreeing to be my wife.”

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