That got the attention of the bikers inside the small establishment. They turned my sister’s way, most of them taking a protective stance.
There was going to be bloodshed if I didn't keep my sister from saying something stupid.
“Han, what are you doing here?” I said quietly.
She cocked her head to the side, shaking her head in mock disappointment.
“I just really wanted to see the lovely couple together,” she teased. “Do these people know he's married? If they did, I don't think they'd be so fond of you. But then again,” she glanced in disgust towards the bikers, wrinkling her nose. “They don't seem like the type of people with class.”
“Oh,” I said, laughing. “Oh, Hannah, this really isn't the place you want to pick a fight.”
She raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest.
“I don't see anyone willing to do anything about it, now is there?”
She had no clue what she was asking for.