WIth a Twist: (The Club #9) Read Online Free PDF Page B

ago. It was strange that it had only been days when my heart felt like it had been years.
    Narrowing my eyes when Ricky came up to her, I had to control my urge to rip his throat out when he placed a hand on her shoulder. She smiled and said something to him and they walked together to the bar. Instead of watching Starr, I kept my eyes on him and how he always was watching her. We had talked about some of her co-workers, and I know she thought this Ricky guy was harmless and a friend, but I thought there was something else going on.
    Wanting to know more about him, I texted my team, giving them the information I had. Since they had already done some research on Starr, they were able to start coming back with some information on Ricky. I wasn’t paying much attention to what was going on in the bar until suddenly, I felt something was off. I looked up and Starr wasn’t behind the bar. Quickly, I scanned the room and saw her coming out of a different door with a crate in her hands.
    Someone came up behind her and grabbed her around the waist, stopping her in her tracks. I could see by the look on her face she wasn’t happy. She didn’t look scared, and was giving the guy an earful, but he wasn’t letting go. I was already halfway across the room when I saw her lift her knee and bring her heel down on the guy’s foot. He howled in pain and shoved her away from him. She stumbled and started to fall. I knew there was no way I was going to be able to make it across the room in time to catch her.
    Ricky was out from behind the bar and caught her before she could fall, and two guys I could only assume were security were right there, getting the guy under control and escorting him out without disrupting any of the customers.
    “Starr, are you okay?” I tried to pull her out of Ricky’s arms but he wouldn’t let go.
    “Bryant, what are you doing here?”
    “Yeah, Rich Boy, why are you here?”
    My lip curled and I fought the urge to punch the little punk. “I’m a member.” I enjoyed seeing him get pissed off at that answer and turned back to Starr. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
    “Yes, yes I’m fine. Ricky, you can let go now.” She stretched her shoulders. “I’ve been taking care of myself for a while now. Things like this hardly happen here, I was distracted and not paying as good of attention as I should have been. It won’t happen again.”
    “It shouldn’t have happened in the first place. Where is security in this place?”
    Starr got in my face. “Chill. They were here, they did their job. I’m not going to have them up my ass the whole time I am here on the outside chance something might happen. Listen to me, things like that hardly ever happen, but they are going to happen, it happens less here than any other club I have ever worked at. Deal. This is what I do.”
    “But-”
    “Go home, Rich Boy, you’re not needed here. We have work to do.” Ricky put his hand on Starr’s elbow to escort to back behind the bar.
    “Now wait just a minute, you little fucking-”
    “Mr. Harrison, is there a problem.” Jet said from behind me.
    Oh yeah, there sure as hell was a problem, but seeing the look in Starr’s eyes, I knew she didn’t want me to rock the boat with her boss. “No.” I shook my head. “No problem here.”
    “Perfect. Then my bartenders can get back to work while I make sure the garbage has been thrown away.” He nodded to them and turned and left.
    Starr came up to me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “You don’t have to stay.”
    “I think I do.”
    “I’ll be fine.”
    I tipped her chin up so she was looking me in the eyes. “Remember those dragons, I’m here to slay them for you.”
    “As you can see, I can slay them myself.”
    “Yes, but you can’t have all the fun.” I smiled at her, hoping to make her relax.
    “I have to get back to work.”
    “I’ll be waiting.”
    “Really, you don’t have to.”
    “Yes, I do.”
    “Fine.” She turned and strode