But I can’t concentrate on charming the head of the NYPD when that slimy motherfucker has his sights set on my woman.
I start carving my way through the crowd towards the bar in the far corner. But before I can get close enough to Adrik to strangle him, Kirill inserts himself right in my path. “Whoa, let’s take a breath there, brother. I know where you’re going and, trust me—that’s not a good idea.”
“You were supposed to be taking care of Emma tonight.” I’m this f*****g close to pushing him aside and just barreling my way down to that bar. “Why the f**k didn’t you run interference?” “Because the moment I do, Adrik is gonna know that Emma is a weak spot for you.”
Those two words.
Weak spot.
Fucking hell, are they sobering.
But they get through to me. It’s bad enough that Remmy honed i
