Page 227 of The Villain We Tempt

“Six three?”

Miles grimaces. “The fighting type?”

I roll my eyes as I smile and nod. “Yeah.”

He sighs. “Fuck it. Sure. But if this guy comes after me, I’m telling him it was your idea.”

Miles lets me put my arm around him and lean my head on his shoulder while I snap a quick pic.

Iimmediatelysend it to Lochlan.

Me

I'm sorry, did you still think I was bullshitting you about Miles?

Suddenly, there’s a commotion in the crowd. My jaw drops when I see Yelena glaring up into Achilles’ venomous face. Travis, the blond guy she was dancing with, is sprawled on the floor a few feet away, nursing a bloodied nose.

What the fuck.

How the hell did he find her?!

“Shit,” I glance at Miles. “I should go help my friend.”

He wishes me luck with everything before I storm over to where Achilles is looming over Yelena, glaring down at her.

“You’re walking out of here with me right the fuck now. That, or I’m going to be carrying you out.”

Yelena, who I’m suddenly realizing is way drunker than I realized, sneers up at him. “You and what army?!”

Time to step in.

I grab my friend’s arm and tug her back from Achilles before I get between them. “She’s not going anywhere with you!” I snap, glaring up at him.

Achilles looks vaguely amused as he cocks a brow at me.

“Oh, you’re coming too,” he says in a bored tone.

I snort. “Uh, how aboutgo fuck yourself, asshole?”

“Yeah!” Lucia steps forward as well and crosses her arms over her chest as she glares at Achilles. “Fuck off!”

It doesn’t faze Achilles in the slightest.

“I’m counting to three,” he sighs, ignoring Lucia and me as his eyes laser in on Yelena. “One.”

“She said fuck off, asshole!” I hiss. I step forward to…I don’t even know. Shove a finger in his face? I mean, I'm over a foot shorter than him.

Whatever my ill-conceived non-plans are, they don’t see the light of day. Because right then,anotherhuge figure emerges from the crowd, his stony, ice-blue gaze right on me.

Lochlan.

I gulp, staring wide-eyed up at him.

“What areyoudoing?—”

“Not fucking counting to three, I can tell you that much.”

Before I even know it, he’s grabbing me and lifting me into the air like I weigh nothing…tossing me kicking and screaming over his shoulder…