A Man Like Aaron Ashgrove

Chapter four

It takes me more than a second to gather my bearings; so apparently Aaron has just saved me from having alcohol poured all over me, and he still has his hands on my shoulders while he peers deeply into my eyes.

"Are you alright?"

I'm tongue tied, hyper aware that literally everyone that saw a drink get thrown at me is starring at us.

I nod my head, yes, to tell him I'm okay. But he still holds onto me. And I don't think I want him to let go just yet.

His presence is far too intoxicating, his eyes too mesmerizing, his scent too mouth-wathering.

My hands on his chest are clutching his extremely soft t-shirt, and beneath the mushy material I can feel his hard body all around me.

It's almost like I'm in some type of trance, a trance that breaks when Aaron looks past me, his eyes suddenly going cold.

Gently he moves me to the side, next thing I know he's standing face to face with my harasser, who instinctively shrinks back.

He actually has to look up to meet Aaron's harsh face.

"I see you're still getting into trouble." Aaron says this like he knows the guy.

"Man, this isn't what it looks like, she came at me first-"

Again Nadia is all up in his face. "Shut the fuck up, you fucking started this."

Aaron briefly glances her way.

Both of the blonde guys friends come up to his side, they instantly start to plead on his case to Aaron.

An average height man wearing glasses, dressed very professionally in a two piece suit, goes up to Aaron and whispers something in his ear.

Aaron seems to contemplate whatever this man is telling him.

When the man is done whispering to him, he listens some more to the blonde guy and his friends.

"It really was an honest misunderstanding-"

"it's never going to happen again-"

"Swear to god, she started it-"

He holds out his hand, instantly ending their rambling.

"You're done, you and your friends. I don't want to see you here ever again."

"You can't decide that-"

"I just did." Aaron States matter-of-factly.

"You do buisness with my family." Blonde guy States. "You wouldn't want to offend my father."

Aaron doesn't look like he gives a fuck. "Try me."

"I won't let you just kick-"

Again he cuts him off. "Alec," he calls to the man in the suit.

"Yes sir?"

"Have security escort Mr Price, and his friends out." Aaron begins. "Make sure to have his access to both the bar, restaurant, night club and hotel revoked."

Alec nods his head, taps on the bluetooth device on his ear as he speaks to who I presume to be security.

At this point the boy looks like he might burst into tears. I actually can't help but feel bad for him as about four buff bouncers emerge and escort he and his friends out.

Tk and Imani appear just then, worried looks on their faces.

"Omg, Nadia are you okay?" Tk begins to access his sister. "Some guy told us that somebody had thrown a bottle at a black girl. Was it you?"