“What’s wrong?” Christian picked up on my discomfort the instant I returned to his side. He’d had his back turned, so he hadn’t seen what happened. The man he’d been talking to had also wandered off, leaving us alone. “Nothing.” I shifted beneath his skeptical gaze before I admitted, “Someone groped me on my way back from the restroom.” Christian stilled. “Who?” His tone was calm, almost pleasant, but it contained something that evoked an arctic chill beneath my skin. My body betrayed the small voice warning me not to tell him. I instinctively flicked my eyes toward the bar, where the man
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