Just when I thought it was over, a strong hand caught me.
Elrod steadied me, concern etched on his face. "Melissa, are you okay?"
I shook my head, but before I could answer, his icy glare locked onto the guy who had bumped into me.
The man didn't take Elrod's anger seriously. Puffing out his chest, he flaunted his broad pecs and oversized biceps, smirking like he owned the place.
He shrugged. "Not my fault. You're the one who ran into me."
His eyes roamed over me, lingering far too long, his gaze invasive and predatory. It was like he was undressing me with his eyes.
I felt Elrod's body tense beside me, his glare cold enough to cut steel.
The man's smirk widened. "Sweetheart, if you tag along with me, I might just let it slide. Heard you're pretty good in bed."
His voice dripped wi
