Xavier stared down at her with a stony expression, but Ava could read his silent agitation. He reached down, grabbed her by the upper arm, and pulled her to her feet.
“Oy, Xav, we need to work on your taste in women, mate.” Someone scoffed, but Xavier ignored them.
When Ava stood, she became unbalanced on her sky-high heels and stumbled. Her arm shot out and caught onto Xavier’s sleeve to keep from tumbling back down to the floor. Some of the others saw her clinging to Xavier’s arm and started ribbing him at Ava’s expense.
“The clown doll’s caught herself an Alpha!”
“You sure she’s woman enough for you, Xav? We know you like it rough!”
“Nah, breaking them in is half the fun!”
The males continued to laugh and c***k jokes, most of which featured Ava as the punchline.
