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caught sight of Buck and Chad where they’d edged nearby on the dance floor. He was thankful for their interference in her little “cause” tonight but wished they’d kept her with them until he’d arrived. Considering that they’d originally had Jayne in their sights for themselves to share, he was grateful that they’d turned down her tempting invitation and called him to rescue her from herself.
    Possessive anger seethed inside Seth as the cowboy slid his hand around Jayne’s lush hip and squeezed her ass cheek. Seth imagined wiping the pleased smile off the bastard’s face as he wove through the crowd on the dance floor. The man looked up and made eye contact with him for a few seconds and then turned his attention back to Jayne and murmured to her flirtatiously. The cowboy glanced his way again and Seth thought he saw challenge in the man’s eyes. Seth prided himself on being a relatively calm man, not given to fits of jealous rage or temper, but he was fixing to kick someone’s ass.
    Mine.
    A split second later, Seth’s anger turned to concern as Jayne’s feet got twisted around each other. She would’ve fallen if the cowboy hadn’t been holding on to her. Concern for Jayne replaced the smile on the cowboy’s face as dancers stared curiously and gave them a wider berth on the dance floor. Buck and Chad moved in hastily as well, and Seth clenched his jaw as the cowboy swept her into his arms and carried her from the dance floor.
    All eyes were on them as Ben approached with what must’ve been Jayne’s purse and car keys. Quietly, Ben said, “I was mixing her drinks weaker, Seth, but Quinten didn’t know that and gave her a full-strength margarita a few minutes ago, which she downed pretty quickly. Kerry said she delivered a big glass of water to Jayne earlier. You’ve got a ticking time bomb on your hands.” Seth knew it was just a matter of time before she started bringing everything up.
    Seth made eye contact with Buck and held up her set of keys. “Can you help me out with her car?”
    Buck and Chad both nodded, and Buck took the ignition key off the ring as Seth described her car and recited her address. “Just bring it when you’re done here.”
    “What happened?” Jayne’s words were slurred as she put her hand to her cheek. She peered around in confusion. Her eyes were bleary, and her cheeks went rosy as she squinted at him and recognition dawned. The same sadness from earlier crossed her face again, and tears welled up in her eyes.
    Seth accepted her purse when Ben handed it to him, turned to the cowboy, and held out his arms. “I’ll take her from here.”
    The cowboy’s dark eyes assessed him briefly, seeming to determine whether Jayne would welcome his intervention or not. “Jayne, do you want to go with him?”
    Still woozy, Jayne replied, “Huh? Seth? What are you doing here? I was dancing…”
    Buck patted the cowboy on the back reassuringly, and he finally shifted Jayne into Seth’s arms. “You take care of yourself, Jayne. Enjoyed dancing with you.” The cowboy glanced at Seth and nodded.
    Jayne squinted at him and rubbed her forehead with her palm.
    “I’m going to take you home, Jayne.”
    “What happened? I was…” She pointed to the dance floor.
    “You passed out.”
    Jayne focused on his face, and she tightened her arms around him. He was torn between wanting to hug her to him and giving her a good shake. He carried her toward the door after nodding his thanks to his friends. Thank God she’d had men who cared enough to watch out for her. She hadn’t considered how her little adventure could’ve turned into a dangerous mistake. The fact that she’d gone to the club with a purpose heightened his relief that Buck had called him. He’d promised to not lose his temper with her when Buck had sworn to keep her from leaving the club, but he was angry with her. She could’ve been in a world of hurt. What had she been thinking?
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