He’d sent Bliss in there several moments earlier and was just about ready to invade the sanctity of the ladies’ room to check on Felicia. He’d already decided he was going in if she didn’t come out in five minutes. When the door finally opened he looked up expectantly. It was Bliss. Her dark gaze was wary. Garrett stepped forward. “Is she okay?” Bliss stepped back, glancing toward the bar with something that looked like fear in her eyes. “Bliss? What the hell’s going on here?” “She doesn’t want to see you, Garrett. You need to go away and leave her alone.” He took a step toward the door and Bliss stepped directly in front of him, her beautiful brown face paling noticeably. “I’m not going to let you in there, Garrett. You can hit me if you want, but I won’t go down without a fight.” Garrett just stared at her, shock making his mind go blank. “Hit you? What the hell are you talking about? I wouldn’t hit you. Why would I hit you?” “I don’t know, Garrett.
