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 Joanna Wylde


“She’s with me,” Black Leather said coldly to the drunks, who looked confused. He
gave a low noise, almost a growl, in the back of his throat and they took off down the
street. So much for chivalry, Giselle thought in disgust. It hadn’t occurred to even one of
the engineers to ask her if she wanted to be with Black Leather.
“I told you, I’m not for sale,” she said tightly, turning away from him. He was
wearing his jacket now, but it didn’t fully hide the bulge of his blaster. She tugged at his
arm, trying to pull free. He ignored her.
“Where do you live?’ he asked shortly. “It’s not safe out here. I’ll see you home.”
Like hell you will, she thought darkly. She was suddenly sick of his attitude, sick of
men treating her like some kind of play object. She had worked a long shift, and she
was damn tired. Was it too much to ask to simply go home and rest?
“I’m not headed home, I’m going to visit a friend.”
“Male or female?”
His tone froze her.
“Male,” she said slowly, wondering if that might get rid of him. “I’m seeing
someone. We’ve been dating for several weeks now.”
“No,” he replied shortly.
“What?”
“No,” he said. “You won’t visit him. Tell me where you live and I’ll see you home.”
She searched her mind, wondering what to do now. She didn’t want him to know
where she lived, and didn’t want to lead him to any of her friends. Hell, she’d only been
on the station a couple of months. She had acquaintances, not friends. How was she
going to get rid of him?
“I forgot something at the bar,” she said suddenly. “Can you take me back there?”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Well, it’s the truth,” she said, putting a note of irritation into her voice. “I forgot
my keycard, and I’m not going to get into my apartment without it. Let’s go back to the
bar.”
She eyed him sideways under her lashes, wondering if he’d go for it. Without a
word, he tugged at her arm and started walking back toward Manya’s. When they
reached the door, she asked him if he wanted to wait outside for her, but he just shook
his head. Brant stepped aside and let them pass through the door without a word. She
tried to signal him with her eyes, but the big man seemed distracted. Damn. She waited
for the alarms to go off as they passed through the security sensors guarding the door,
but nothing happened. Would anything go her way tonight? Why the hell didn’t anyone
but her seem to notice his blaster? Disgusted, she opened her mouth to catch Brant’s
attention; this had gone too far already.
Black Leather squeezed her arm tightly, pulling her close to his body so she could
feel the outline of his weapon.
The message was clear.


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