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The top of the table dropped with another loud bang to the floor. I jolted and briefly thought that Blaze could have asked us to move, but this big, fierce man was already standing and rushing towards Henri. But then Rommy was already there. As Adrick protected West, and Torch with Wreck got Lucas, Dusty, and Wrenley out of the way, Rommy jumped on the guy’s back who was shaking Henri and yelling in his face. As soon as her arm locked around the guy’s neck, he released Henri to try and peel her away, but she held strong.
“Shit,” Texas shouted. He stood and started for the commotion, but Blaze had already arrived. He reached out, and Rommy took Blaze’s hand before she jumped down and got out of the way just as Blaze reared his arm back and let his fist fly into the guy’s face.
The guy dropped and didn’t get up again.
A woman screamed and started running over.
The music cut off, and Quake roared, “Enough.” He clicked his fingers and other brothers appeared. One grabbed the woman, while another two lifted the guy off the floor. “Don’t come back,” Quake ordered as the brothers escorted the idiots out. Quake banged his fist against the bar. “And if anyone else thinks they can start shit like that, you can get the fuck out of my place.” He strode out from behind the bar and over to the dance floor.
Henri met him. “I am so sorry. I?—”
Quake’s hand landed on his shoulder, and he patted him twice before he dropped it. “You did nothin’ wrong. The song was funny as fuck.”
“Are you sure?”
“Henri, relax, yeah? It’s on those fuckwits.” He looked over Henri’s head to where Blaze stood with his hands clenched at each side. The guy was breathing heavily. His face screamed that he wanted to continue hurting that dickhead for touching Henri. “Blaze,” Quake called. Blaze’s gaze snapped his way. “Come reassure your man that this wasn’t on him, yeah?”
“That was fun,” Rommy said as she stepped up beside me with her brother. I stood with them.
Texas ruffled her hair. “Rom, you’ve got to reevaluate what fun means.”
“Teaching someone not to be a dick is fun, bro.”
Texas shook his head while Maya and I laughed.
“What happened here?” Rommy asked, staring down at the broken wood from the missing table.
“Blaze just pushed it out of the way,” Maya said with awe in her tone. She stood and went to her husband, who curled her into his side with a kiss to the top of her head. He whispered something that had Maya tipping her head back and smiling softly up at him.
My heart ached.
I wanted that, but I couldn’t have it.
Rommy rubbed her hands together. “Man, I’d love to fight Blaze.”
“Don’t even fuckin’ think of askin’,” Texas demanded.
Rommy cackled.
Quake appeared and stopped in front of Rommy and me, his gaze locked on mine. “Are you okay?”
His concern made my belly flutter, but I rolled my eyes and snorted. “I wasn’t even involved.”
My tone was cold.
I hated myself when I saw his subtle flinch.
His jaw clenched and he moved his gaze to Rommy. “Nice moves.”
She grinned. “Thanks. I have many more moves.” She wiggled her brows.
The innuendo was clear. She wanted to show him her moves, and he was better off with her than the likes of me, who couldn’t give him what he deserved or what he wanted: a nice happy family.
My head was too messed up.
He’d have enough of me in the end and leave.
Quake said something else to Rommy who replied, but I didn’t hear anything but the ringing in my ears. My mind jumbled.
