A woman in the crowd spoke up. "He's right. She looked scared."
Another guy, who had been laughing before, cleared his throat. "Yeah, man… That was kinda messed up."
The energy changed.
The man in the suit felt it too.
His grip on his own power, his control, was slipping.
His confidence wavered, his gaze darting around as the pressure of the room bore down on him.
I stepped back, giving him space to make his choice.
He exhaled sharply, rolling his shoulders like he could shake off the weight of the realization. "Whatever," he muttered, stepping back. "She's not worth the trouble."
The second he turned away, the tension in the air snapped.
People clapped. Some even whistled.
Lisa smirked, crossing her arms. "Well, well, well. Mr. Knight in Shining Armor."
Tasha's grin was slow and knowing. "That was hot."
Mia folded her arms, her eyes gleaming with admiration. "Total gentleman. Where do we find more like you?"
