He's putting the moves on her.
Cole held back a sigh. The food was good, the music great, but now he had to deal with a nasty situation about to happen.
The look she'd shot him wasn't one of need, asking him to come retrieve her from a bad scene.
It was a cautionary check, a guarantee he'd still be there a few minutes from now if she decided to dump the fool.
Probable scenario. He hits on her. If I'm lucky she says no, fires his ass and he slinks away without causing a scene.
If I'm unlucky, he yells, causes a fuss and we all get physical. And not in a good way.
Cole fished his cell phone out and pulled up the security team number. If he needed backup to get Kat out of there, all he needed to do was hit the button and they'd track him straight to the club.
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