SYDNEY'S POV

His fists clenched, and he took a step forward. "I believe the lady is rejecting you. You should respect her and leave," his deep voice rang out, hard and determined to stand his ground no matter what.

His icy gaze riveted on the stranger. "So that's what you do in your bar? You eavesdrop on people's conversations."

"I didn't mean to. I was in the restroom, and your voices naturally drifted to me."

"Nothing seems natural here because you seem quite determined to meddle in my affairs." Then his gaze dropped to me, and for a moment, I couldn't breathe as he pinned me with that hot stare....