Page 92 of Obeying Mr Kingsley
“Looks like you’re getting lucky.You should thank me.I’ll try my luck with her tomorrow.”
The fuck he will!
“Mason,” Lexi pushes harder as I start to move her.“Jesus, stop.Please.”
“No.”My eyes dip.If she thinks I’m going to stand back while this jerk talks this way and plans to assault her tomorrow, then she is crazy.
No fucking way.
“Get your things,” I order, and her brows fly up.I lower my face.“Lexi, get your fucking things.We are leaving.”
The drunk disappears toward the restrooms, chuckling and wobbling.
Fall over, asshole.
Lexi takes a step back.“No.You have to leave.All of you.Please.I need this job.”
No, she doesn’t.
She can come and live with me.She won’t need to work.I’ll take care of her and make sure no more men stare at her tits.Her ass.Her gorgeous face.Or her knees.
Knees?
That’s right.I don’t want any man on earth staring a single inch of her beautiful skin.Whatever that means.I don’t care.I’ll work it out later, but right now she is leaving.
“Lexi,” I warn.
Drew steps closer and places his hand on my arm with pressure.A warning.“Come on, buddy.”
Her eyes don’t leave mine as I realize I need to get control of myself.I watch her throat swallow; her gaze roams my face.
“Mason,” she whispers.
“I am not leaving.”
“Emily,” Lexi doesn’t take her eyes off me.“Get him out of here.”
“He won’t budge.”Sebastian takes a seat.“He’s like a mule.Everyone, get comfortable.”
“Babe.”Emily preens.
Lexi tries one more time, but after a few more seconds, she shakes her head and walks back around the bar.
I take a seat next to Sebastian as she talks to a man who appears to be the manager.He shoots us an unimpressed look as I wonder how much he wants for the bar.
“You think this place will go for about six hundred?”I ask Colt, while Sebastian shakes his head.
“About that,” Cole nods.“Or I can give her a job, and you can stop the caveman act.”
“I said no.Don’t bring it up again.”
Drew and Zander grab a seat at a table behind us, and a waitress serves them.I feel Emily watching me out of the corner of my eye.
Without looking, I say, “Stop thinking whatever it is you’re thinking.New York can be a dangerous place.I’m just looking out for her.”
“Then hire her a bodyguard.”Drew tosses some nuts into his mouth.
Fuck him.
