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Kip. That’s it. Kip.

I had to smile. Kenzi was just that way, always doing something silly. Even when we were in high school getting ready to accept our high school diplomas, instead of clothes under her gown, she wore only a matching bra and pantie set. Who would have thought the words ‘GSU kicks ass’ would get so much attention? I’m sure it was because she lifted her gown and mooned her classmates from the stage after receiving her diploma.

~2~

Reyna

Davian returned with our drinks just as the DJ announced the last song and last call for alcohol. When I was in the middle of taking a long sip of my drink, Davian grabbed my hand, pulling me toward the dance floor. “Come on. We have to take advantage of the last song.”

The dance floor was jam-packed with so many bodies we had a hard time finding a place to stand. Our bodies were so close together that we were only able to move our feet from side to side. There were two guys behind me taking up more than their fair share of the dance floor, making their dance partners very annoyed. It was enough to make the two women leave the dance floor. The guys didn’t seem to notice as they continued to be obnoxious.

One of the guys accidentally ran into me, causing me to crash into Davian's hard body. As the guy turned, I could tell he had more than his share of alcohol, given the way he looked down at me with his glazed eyes. Out of nowhere, his hand came around my waist, pulling me to his body. “Well, hello there, gorgeous.”

He was drunk, but even though he was harmless, Davian didn’t care. “Get your fucking hand off her, unless you want to lose it.”

Defenseless, the drunk guy put his hands up in surrender. “Sorry, man. I didn’t mean any disrespect.”

I didn’t suspect that Davian was a violent person, but the look he gave him said more. He was pissed. Before the song ended, Davian had me by the hand, dragging me off the floor.

“Davian, stop,” I shouted above the music, unable to keep up with him in heels.

“We’re getting out of here.” His grip was tightening on my hand.

I tried to pull free, but it was no use. He was much stronger than me. His steps were quick, and it was challenging to keep up with him in my four-inch heels. Davian only released my hand when we made it to the exit. Giving him an evil glare, I pulled my phone from the small purse that I draped over my shoulder. I had to let Kenzi know where I was. As I held the phone to my ear, my eyes went to Davian. I was still fuming that he led me out of the club the way he had. He had no right to treat the guy on the dance floor the way he did, nor did he have the right to drag me out of the bar like some kind of caveman.

No way was I leaving with him or without Kenzi. After three rings, she picked up, the music still blaring in the background. “Reyna, where are you?”

“I’m outside by the front door.”

“Okay, we will be right there.” She didn’t ask, and I didn’t tell her why I was standing outside.

My eyes remained on Davian as I slipped my phone inside my purse. “What is the matter with you?”

I tried to gauge his expression; clearly, he was pissed. “What would you have done if I wasn’t there? That guy was drunk. Who knows what he might have done to you?”

Davian might have been right, but his behavior was unacceptable. “He was harmless. Just like everyone else, he was having fun.”

“I’m sorry, but I didn’t see it that way. I saw him as a threat.”

As he stepped closer to me, something in his demeanor changed. Taking my hand, he looked down between us. “Guys like him are the reason I react the way I do. The last time a guy came onto a girl like that, it didn’t end so well for her. One of the staff found her in the alley half naked, raped, with no life remaining. So, excuse me if I seemed a little overprotective.”

“Do you know who the girl was?”

“Yeah, she was my fiancée.”

I felt like the guy was harmless, but that wasn’t to say that he wasn’t. No wonder Davian reacted the way he did. I squeezed his hand while my eyes remained on his. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”

People were filing out of the bar, and my sights moved from Davian to the door. When Kenzi finally appeared, Kip was holding her hand, leading her out of the bar. I would never have thought those two were so close? The alcohol could have brought them together. The more I looked at them, it became clear they were a couple. They complimented each other in so many ways. My girlfriend and I needed to talk.

Kenzi stepped up to us, with Kip still holding her hand. “Hey, Reyna. Kip is going to ride with us. If that’s okay.”

“Sure. I have no problem with it.” After all, she drove.

I began walking with Kenzi and Kip to her car when Davian stopped my steps by placing his hand on my arm. When I turned to face him, I met his intoxicating eyes. “I want you to ride with me to your place. It will give me a chance to know where you live when I pick you up for dinner tonight.”

He was so sure of himself. I hadn’t accepted it or denied his dinner invitation. “I don’t think dinner would be possible.”

“One way or another, Reyna, I will have you.” There was a certainty in his voice. I was afraid that Davian Cross was a man who got what he wanted.