Cole pov
I stood up before Marcus could say anything, my chair scraping hard against the floor. I didn't care. I crossed the room in ten strides, cutting through the crowd before Ryder could close the distance to Nadia.
Theo saw me coming. He shifted his weight, dropping his shoulder slightly to block Ryder's direct line of sight to her, but Nadia had already noticed the change in the room. She turned around, her back hitting the bar again, she gripped her pint glass tightly, her knuckles pale.
"Well, look at this," Ryder said, his voice carrying over the music as he stepped into the space between the bar and the tables. He had that easy, practiced smile plastered on his face—the one he used for cameras and coaches. "I didn't think the Titans allowed their captain out past curfew."
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