Rocking Kin (Lucy & Harris, #3) - Terri Anne Browning Page 0,46
it like he owned the fucking place. When his friend pulled a chair up on the other side of Kin, I couldn’t keep my hands from balling into fists. Yeah, I’d love to make that prick eat some teeth.
“What’s it like to be a rock star’s kid?” the guy beside Lucy asked as he leaned closer.
She shrugged. “He’s a great dad.”
“I bet you’ve seen some awesome shit. Who’s the most famous person you ever met?” He turned toward her even more. “I saw a picture of you with your old man and that dude from that big science fiction movie a few years back. That must have been cool, huh?”
“His name is Chris, and no, it wasn’t cool at all. Chris is friends with my family. I see him all the time.” She picked up her glass and took a thirsty swallow, trying to give the fucker the cold shoulder, but he only moved in closer.
His head lowered toward her ear and Kin and I both stiffened when we saw the hunted look in Lucy’s dark eyes. She didn’t like this guy getting too close, and I could see a trace of fear in her gaze. That small sign of fear was all I saw, though, as her entire body seemed to clench like she was about to strike. I wondered just how much damage Lucy Thornton could cause. Knowing her father’s reputation, I was sure he’d taught his daughter a thing or ten about protecting herself.
Behind her, I saw Marcus moving closer, as if he knew that he needed to get Lucy away from this idiot, but was waiting for a cue from Lucy.
The idiot said something low enough that only Lucy could hear, laughed at his own joke, then leaned in even closer to say something else. Lucy’s face turned blood red with anger and I scooted my chair back at the same time Kin did. Marcus moved in even closer and out of the corner of my eye I saw Harris rushing toward the table.
“You did not just say that to me,” Lucy raged as she pushed away from the table and stood so she could glare down at the douchebag. “Who the hell do you think you are, asshole?”
The guy laughed, like he was having the best time of his life. “Take it easy, honey. I meant no offense. I thought all you rocker bitches sucked dick for fun.”
I jumped to my feet, forgetting about the second guy in my need to make that fucker bleed. Kin was already reaching for him at the same time Harris stopped behind Lucy and Marcus moved to stand behind the prick who was still grinning up at Lucy like the moron he was.
I was so intent on ending the sonofabitch that I didn’t see Lucy move. One second she was standing there, seething with justifiable rage, the next she was shaking out her hand. The blood now gushing from the guy’s face told me she had broken his nose. He wasn’t grinning now as he cupped his nose in both hands, his eyes already starting to swell.
“Don’t you ever speak to me like that again, you godsdamn motherfucking piece of shit. I will cut your dick off and feed it to you,” she screamed in his face.
Marcus moved fast, grabbing the bleeding dude by the back of the neck and forcing him to his feet none too gently. Several of Harris’s security team appeared out of nowhere and surrounded him and the bleeding guy’s friend.
Kin rushed around the table, and I followed a little more slowly.
“You need some ice, baby.”
Lucy pulled her hand away from Harris’s hold. “It’s fine. I just need to go to the bathroom and wash it off.”
Kin wrapped an arm around her friend’s shoulders. “Come on, slugger. Let’s go clean you up.”
She nodded and started to turn away from Harris, but I saw the slight sheen of tears in her eyes and in the next second Harris was pulling her into his arms. “Baby, it’s okay,” I heard him murmur. “I’ve got you, Lu.”
Her shoulders started to shake and a moment later a small sob left her. “I-I think I broke my hand.”
Shit.
I took a menacing step toward the bleeding fucker, but Marcus tightened his hold on his prisoner while two security guys stepped between me and the guy who I wanted to put my fist through. Who the hell treated chicks like that? Alicia would have skinned me alive if she ever heard me