“It doesn’t give her the fuckin’ right to come in here and throw ten-thousand-dollar scotch on me,” he snaps.
“Maybe so, but think about how you hurt her. Olivia is my fiancée, and I won’t have you snapping at her for something you started in the first place. When it comes down to it, she’s mine and has been since she agreed to become my wife. Soon it’ll be official,” I state, keeping Olivia from throwing more scotch at her brother.
“She might be yours, but she’s my baby sister, and shewillrespect me. I have every right to protect her, even if it’s from herself. She didn’t want to talk about what she went through, but you needed to know. You can’t be too rough with her and there are reasons why. I couldn’t keep it from you,” he growls, taking a step forward.
I slide Olivia behind me as I take a step to match his. “We’re best friends and it won’t change. That being said, Olivia may be your sister, and that’s theonlyreason I’m letting your bullshit statement slide, but say something like that again, and you’ll have hell to pay.”
With that said, I reach behind me, take Olivia’s hand, and guide her out of Diamond Dancers, ignoring the on-lookers. I don’t give a damn about anything else but getting her out of here and somewhere where we can be alone.
We planned to stay in her room at her family’s house tonight, but after this bullshit, I’m taking her to a hotel.
Finding Casen in the parking lot, I toss him my keys. I’ve had a few drinks and don’t intend on driving. I help her into the backseat of the car I bought for Casen to use while he’s here playing bodyguard to Olivia.
I tell him to take us to the hotel and don’t say anything else, because right now, there’s nothing else to say. Not until Olivia and I are alone in a room where we can talk without anyone else hearing our conversation.