With her arms resting on top of the bar, she’s leans in and giggles while Zane speaks into her ear. Right away, I’m consumed with jealousy. As I begin to make my way over to Piper, my phone rings for the tenth time this evening. Hastily, I swipe the screen and answer the damn call. “What, Cassianna?” I snap. “It’s about time you answered my call. What if something had happened to me, huh?” As soon as I open my mouth to tear Cassie a new asshole, I snap it shut when I see Zane’s hand rubbing up and down Piper’s arm. My jealousy instantly turns into pure rage. Immediately disconnecting the call, I storm over to the bar. “Get your goddamn hands off her,” I growl, causing Zane to jump back at least five feet. Taking Piper by the arm, I remove her from the stool and she stumbles. Wrapping my arms around Piper’s waist, I hold her up against my side. “Zane, come here,” I call. “Yes, sir,” he stammers, nervously popping his knuckles.
