[ Clay swallows a growl and narrows his eyes very slightly as he also notices the men’s attention drawn to Cadence’s bare shoulders. ]
Sure thing. I’ll be back.
[ The quasi-man kisses her cheek from behind and pulls the coat over his shoulder, willing the other men to back the fuck off with the gesture. Going toward coat check, he debates a drink for himself and thinks back to the glances. He would prefer not to bruise his knuckles on someone’s jaw, but he will if he has to.
He paid too much to feel like sharing her attentions. ]
quasi date
Sure thing. I’ll be back.
[ The quasi-man kisses her cheek from behind and pulls the coat over his shoulder, willing the other men to back the fuck off with the gesture. Going toward coat check, he debates a drink for himself and thinks back to the glances. He would prefer not to bruise his knuckles on someone’s jaw, but he will if he has to.
He paid too much to feel like sharing her attentions. ]