He stomped around the other side and got in. He pulled onto the street, his hands tight on the wheel. He scanned their surroundings, looking for anyone watching them. He glanced in the rearview mirror to see if anyone was following them.

He thumbed a button on the wheel.

“Yeah.” Vander’s deep voice.

“Armand blackmailed Harlow into dinner.”

Vander cursed and Harlow sank deeper into her seat.

“Afterward, two guys tried to snatch her off the street and shove her into a black Suburban.”

“Fuck. You know who they were?”

“No. Armand insisted it wasn’t his goons.”

“Who else wants her?” Vander asked.

“I don’t know,” Harlow said. “Before today, no one did. I’m nobody special.”

Easton glanced at her and she turned away to look out the window, her face pale.

“I got a partial plate off the SUV.” Easton said. “6WDG.”

“I’ll run it. You keeping her safe?”

“Yes.”

“Good. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Easton, I’m sorry,” Harlow said. “I said I wouldn’t drag you into this—”

He reached out and rested a hand on her thigh. “You didn’t.”

She touched his hand, then gasped. “Your knuckles!”

He flexed his hands. His knuckles were torn and bloody. It’d been a while since he’d been in a fistfight. “They’ll be fine.”

“Where are we going?” she asked. “This isn’t the way to my apartment.”

“You can’t stay at your place, Harlow. Armand is interested, and now some unknown player is after you, as well. It’s too dangerous.”

“God.” She wrapped her arms around herself. “What else could possibly go wrong? An earthquake? A volcanic eruption? Maybe the entire West Coast will fall into the ocean.”

His lips twitched. She wasn’t beaten down. Harlow’s spirit was shining through. “Let’s hope those things don’t happen.”

“Where are you taking me?”

“My place.”

“Your place?” Her voice rose to a squeak.

“Yes. You’re staying with me.”

She turned in the seat. “I can’t stay with you, Easton. You’re my boss.”

“I don’t care. You’re in danger. I have a security system, guards who do drive-bys, and a brother who owns a security company.”

“This is crazy. I can’t stay the night at your place—”

He shook his head. “Not just a night. You’re moving in with me until this is all over.”

She sucked in a breath. “We can’t.”

“Why?”

“Because…” She fidgeted and plucked at her dress.

“Because we’re attracted to each other?” he prompted.

She made a sound. “I was going to say because we wanted to bang each other’s brains out, but sure, let’s go with attracted.”

Easton almost swerved into the oncoming lane. He muttered a curse, his cock pressing against the zipper of his pants. “I don’t have a problem with that.”

“Easton—”