Jake took a slow sip of his whiskey, his gaze never leaving mine. “I know that. But we’ve got eyes on him. If he so much as breathes wrong, we’ll handle it.” He paused, his voice dropping lower. “But you need to keep your head straight, Nash. Focus on Laura.”
The mention of her name was enough to make me bite back the venom rising in my throat. I glanced down the bar, my eyes finding her instantly. She was laughing at something Trina said, her hair catching the dim light as she leaned against the bar. God, she looked good in my shirt. Too good.
“I’m not gonna let him near her,” I muttered, turning back to Jake. “I won’t be the one to start s**t, but I’ll sure as hell be the one to finish it.”
Jake took another sip of whiskey, his hand landing hard on my shoulder. “Look, I get it. Nothin
