Paityn's POV:
A deep-sounding voice sounded behind us, just as Sam was getting to the cab that had stopped for us. I looked over his shoulder behind him and saw Anthony standing just a few feet away from him. He was pissed. He looked like he was ready to rip the guy's head off of his shoulders and play basketball with it. The possessiveness he was showing in his expression mixed with jealousy was actually getting me aroused. I loved the fact that he felt that for me and that he was willing to do anything to keep another man from stealing me away from him.
"Like it even matters to a murdering drug dealer like you but I'm taking her to the hospital for her ankle." Sam snapped at him and carefully set me down on my good foot and then reached over and opened the door of the cab
