"Whoa, Isaac, so you were hiding here for a secret rendezvous with a beauty."
The scarred man chuckled loudly, causing the men behind him to laugh incessantly.
Isaac held onto me for a moment longer, then finally let me down. He turned, breathing heavily, and said, "Sorry, I couldn't control myself. My girl is just too hot."
"Yes, very hot," the scarred man said, taking a puff of his cigar. His sharp gaze swept over me. "Need me to give you the room?"
"No, thanks. I'll go to another room," Isaac said, effortlessly lifting me into his arms, one hand supporting my bottom.
He was going to carry me out like this? In front of everyone?
I felt like I was about to explode, either from having my face pressed so tightly against his chest or from sheer anger.
But clearly, someone was very un
