hunched over. He glared up at her for a long moment, then slowly, as if in slow motion, toppled to the ground.
She heard someone else yell, then registered the sound of feet running towards her.
Terrified, she turned and braced herself, ready to face the next threat. This time, it wasn’t just one man. Instead, there were five big guys and one giant.
“Are you okay?” the giant asked, moving slowly towards her with his hands out, palms up.
“What do you want?” she asked, fighting sudden tears. He was the guy from the corner table! The guy she’d been fantasizing about all night. She had pushed away the pain and exhaustion from her mind all evening by thinking about this man, weaving dreams of his kindness and sexiness in her mind. Now, she was faced with a different reality. Was he going to hurt her too?
No way! She wasn’t going down! She’d fight him and all of his men!
“The police are on the way, namur,” the giant explained, his voice soothing.
“The police?” she squeaked, staring at him as if he were speaking a foreign language.
“Yes. We were coming out of the building over there,” he explained, pointing to another steel door, “and we saw what was happening. The police are on their way. We saw everything.”
There was groan as the man on the ground tried and failed to get to his feet. One of the men holding a gun, kicked the guy on the ground. There were several grunts of approval from the other gun-wielding men. Savannah refused to take her eyes off of the giant in front of her, correctly recognizing that he was the biggest threat.
“Are you okay?” the huge man asked again, not moving closer, but not moving away either.
“I’m fine!” she snapped, shifting so that she was away from the brick wall, needing an escape route. “I’d be better if you’d step back.”
The man moved back a step, but no more.
“We’ll tell the police what happened,” the big guy repeated, his voice soothing her frazzled nerves slightly.
At that moment, she heard the sirens in the distance and cringed. “I don’t need the police,” she said.
“That guy attacked you,” the giant repeated, frowning with confusion. Why hadn’t she noticed how tall he was earlier?
Because he’d been sitting down, she thought. “I’m fine,” she lied. In reality, her head really hurt, but she suspected a couple of aspirin would fix that. And sleep. She wanted sleep! Damn it, she had to be at work in, she glanced at her phone and sighed, less than four hours!
Unfortunately, the police car, along with screaming sirens and flashing lights, skidded to a halt right behind the line of men. Savannah noticed that the men had already holstered their weapons and one of them approached the police officer. He looked to be explaining things to the officer and Savannah suddenly felt like crying.
“I just…” she whispered, looking down at her attacker, who was no longer writhing on the ground, but instead was sitting up, his hands secured behind his back. How and when had that happened?
“You’re going to pay for this,” the man spat, glaring up at Savannah. “You have no idea who I am! I’m going to get your ass fired! I’m going to sue you for everything you’re worth.”
Savannah rubbed her forehead, suddenly aware of how badly her head ached. “Yeah, well, that’s not a whole lot.”
The police officer approached Savannah. “Are you all right, ma’am?”
“I’m fine,” she told him. “Nothing happened here.”
The officer glanced over at the man on the ground. “An assault in progress was called in.”
The big guy looked at her and Savannah felt her stomach clench. The disappointment in his eyes was clear and, for some reason, that really stung. Did he think she was a coward? But…she rubbed her forehead, trying to figure out what the right thing to do when all she wanted was a couple of aspirin and some sleep. “Fine! Yes! He…” she waved her hand towards the guy on the ground, “he grabbed me as I came through that door.”
The big man continued to stare at her, hands fisted on his hips. Savannah frowned at him, daring him to contradict her statement.
But he remained silent. Silent and disappointed.
With another huff, Savannah turned to the police officer. “He pinched my butt earlier tonight in the bar where I work. I didn’t like being pinched. It hurt. So, I twisted his fingers to get his hands off me. Apparently, he,” she gestured to the guy