ALLISON
Not now. Not f*****g now.
I cursed silently, struggling to wrench myself free, but the arms caging me were bands of iron. He wasn’t budging. He wasn’t even straining. Even when I tried to torque my body to get a look at the bastard, I couldn’t, his hold was absolute. My back was welded to a wall of solid muscle.
Just what I needed, a drunk, clingy stranger trying to cop a feel in the middle of a mission.
I inhaled a sharp breath, willing myself not to plant my elbow in his jaw. No violence. You can’t cause a scene here. Not with Melissa so close.
“Can you let me go? I’m not in the mood for a dance,” I yelled, pitching my voice to carry over the booming bass, though I knew a simple refusal never stopped predators like this.
He gave no response. Instead, his grip on my waist t
