Aria froze, seeing every pair of eyes in the restaurant seemed to drift toward her, drawn by the three men standing far too straight, far too formal.

Her cheeks burned instantly.

She leaned in slightly, lowering her voice.

“What the hell are you doing here?” she whispered. “Did Reed send you?”

The three men bowed their heads in unison.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Aria’s eyes twitched.

Of course he did.

She forced a tight smile, aware of the curious stares around them, then spoke through clenched teeth.

“Go back to your boss. Right now. I don’t need help and I definitely don’t need bodyguards.”

The man in the middle straightened slightly, his...