Play It Cool
Mark felt the blood in his veins go ice cold. He didn't care if they called him a pretty boy, but the insults thrown at Lexy were testing his ability to remain calm in the face of adversity. But when Baldy laid hands on her, it had taken everything Mark had in him to shut down the impulse to deck the guy.
The businessmen chuckled, and one of Baldy's companions laid a hand on his shoulder. "Let it go. There are lots of women in LA. Why'd you want to pay for pussy when you can get it for free."
"But that pussy looks like it's just my type."
Mark took a step forward and then two. Baldy must have seen how serious he was because he backed up. Unfortunately, he was taking Lexy with him.