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“Aye,” he said, never letting his eyes wander fro moves on Tara
“That’s too bad”
“What is bad?” He diverted his attention to Cassy
“That you’re leaving Any chance you and your brother could spend a little more ti you both around LA for a week or so”
“That’s not possible, I’aze slipped back to Tara and Cassy said, “I think you’re good for her”
“Why do you say that?”
“I don’t know, I just think you are She would never have gone along with all this if she hadn’t ht, and today she’s lass she held “That probably doesn’t make a lot of sense”
He considered her choice of words It was exactly how he felt since he had sat in her lap “Ita kinship with the woht for a moment about how his mind had drifted to those words, “his lady” Tara wasn’t his In no way could she be, yet it was how he felt
“Oh No!” Cassy interrupted his thoughts, and looked across the roo to put up with that”
The ed, and with it, so had Tara’s dance partner
She stood eye to eye with hiirth matched his obviously intoxicated state His atteht Duncan to his feet, with ht as he lance
He watched the led to put distance between there
Duncan couldn’t re days The rogue would pay for touching her
“Get off!” Tara yelled at the slobbering drunk She pulled her hand away only to have hirip on it
“What’s the ue darted out of histo fall froroin when she heard the sound of steel against steel In a flash, she saw a three-foot long blade with a deadly point edging to the side of the drunk’s neck Frozen in place, all Tara could do was stare
Everything went silent Abruptly the voices andquiet in a crowded room sent shivers down her spine
Only the voice of one pissed off Scott could be heard “Unhand her,” Duncan ordered
The drunk froze as the blade nicked his neck, drawing a tiny drop of blood To theto his hu how still he stood with his eyes so glossed over
“I didn’t mean any harm Just havin’ a little fun,back, the drunk tripped on a table, righted himself, and then ran from the room Only then did Duncan put his sword back in its sheath
Once the ht, Duncan shifted his eyes to Tara’s “Are you all right?”
Her jaw dropped
“Would you like to take a walk?”
Not trusting herself to speak, she nodded