“Put the broad in her place!”“Spin around for me, sweet cheeks, and I’ll buy you that beer!”“Take off that shirt!”More chortling, and someone says, “She doesn’t need to take anything off. She’s showing her titties as it is. And a nice pair they are!”Anger churns within me.I don’t need this.Turning around, I’m about to leave when I slam into a broad chest. A pair of arms catches me.“Now, that was just rude,” I hear a familiar voice say smoothly.I go still, my head slowly tilting up to meet Terrence’s gaze.“Are you okay?” he asks, concern in his voice.For a moment, I forget how to speak, raw, visceral fear pounding within me.“F—Fine,” I breathe. “I was just leaving.”However, he doesn’t release his grip. “You’re cold, Charlotte.”“You know her?” The bartender sounds wary.“She’s my fiancée,” is Terrence’s cool reply as he takes off his trench coat and wraps it around me. “I see all of you were having a good time at her expense.”His what?!Terrence is holding me to his chest
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