She had a furious expression on her heart-shaped face while her vivid blue eyes sparked with fire. Her perfectly proportioned body was rigid with anger. Even angry she was beautiful. A sickness settled in Hollie’s belly as she watched the interaction, too stunned to think clearly as everything happened so fast. John slowly turned to face the woman and she raised her hand, prepared to strike again. He let go of Hollie and snapped his arm up in time to catch the woman by her wrist before she could slap him a second time. “Nadia.” He said her name calmly as he held her wrist, but there was anger in his eyes. “This isn’t the place or the time to have a discussion.” The nape of Hollie’s neck prickled as she stared from John to the woman, whose face flushed with an expression that bordered on rage. “How dare you?” the woman screeched as she jerked her wrist away from John’s grip. “You think you can just fuck me and drop me?” “Nadia, I’ve already discussed this with you.”
