With five angry looking guys closing in around us, I start to nervously turn away from Tina.
“She’s lying,” I said, to anyone who would listen.
We’d captured the attention of most of the bar now, even more than the musician. In fact, people were so distracted from him that he slowly stopped strumming his guitar.
Logan took a step back from the bar. His hands curled into fists.
Oh, God. What had I done? Were we going to have to fight our way out of here?
How the hell did Tina already win over so many admirers? Though, on second thought, I supposed I already knew the answer to that. She was beautiful, and had a way of making herself seem innocent and small. That likely triggered a protective instinct in men who were attracted to her.
Logan came to stand at my side.
One of the five me
