Ignite Me: Shards of Glass, Part One Read Free Page A

against me as I ran my nose down his neck. As the laptop software scrolled I suddenly saw him flash by. “Stop!” I shouted it a little louder than I had meant.
    He turned his head and looked at me with a raised brow.
    “That was him! The dude with the huge stretched ears!”
    He clicked backwards and up popped his face. “And you’re sure that's him?!” He studied my face.
    I studied the screen. “Yes, I am sure it's him, Jamie Richardson he plays lead guitar for Viking Principle and the Lightning!”
    I thought back to when I'd been outside. That was him without a shadow of a doubt. I studied Cameron, his face was blank, unreadable.
    I shook my head. “What are you going to do when you find him?!” I guessed he'd sort him out somehow or another.
    He hit the print button, then turned his head. “Make him rue the day he took my little sister outside!” He licked his lips. “How bad was it?!” His face was still saying impassive, but I knew under that professional outlook he was raging.
    I picked my words carefully. “When I turned the corner, I saw him stoke his hand over her face. Then he tried to kiss her, but she just froze with fear! When I saw him touch her and she made it clear she wasn't okay that was when I stepped in!” I didn't know what else to say, as much as I was keen to see Jamie get what was coming to him, the look on Cameron's face actually scared me a little.
    “I think the less you know the better! Thank you for stepping in, not everybody would have done that!” He picked up the printed paper and folded it in half.
    It made sense not to tell me. The less I was involved the better. “There was no way I was walking away! I guess growing up around guys I just learnt to handle myself!” I shrugged. “I hope Georgia is okay! Look, I'm gonna head home now! My contact details are prolly on that!” I pointed to the laptop. “So if you need me, well, ring me or whatever! I'm going home to find some pain killers for my hand and to take my shoes off!” I smirked at him.
    He smiled at me. “Sure thing Evangeline and thank you again!” He walked towards the door and pulled it open for me. “You’re quite the pistol Miss Watson!” He winked at me.
    I didn't know how to react I just blushed. “It's been said before!” I muttered as I left the room.
    My feet carried me on auto pilot away. He had such a presence, I'd never met a man that held my attention like that before. It was strange. I got half way down the corridor and realised I'd left my ring behind. I chewed my lip wondering if I should just leave it, but it had sentimental value so I turned back around against my better judgement. By the time I got to the door, I’d walked out from, I could hear shouting. I stood and listened for a second wondering if I should just knock. I could see Cameron sat at the laptop on his phone, his back to the door.
    “I don't care how much it costs! Just arrange it!” There was a pause. “Well, I've sent you the photo but he'll have a nasty cut on his face from a skull ring!”
    He laughed. “Quite the pistol by all accounts! Think she might have broken her finger though! Hmm, yes, if he threatens to press charges, I'll give her an alibi, it's the least I can do! She didn't have to step in like that!”
    I bit my lip again and raised my left hand to knock at the door.
    “Find out as much as you can on that score! My curiosity had been peaked! Like how long and why... Boyfriends, exes the lot, she said all men were assholes, but it was something in her eyes that made me wonder! I'll be back before 1am I want as much Intel as you can get by then Jones and tell my sister I'm sorry!”
    I sighed and dropped my hand and walked away. I didn't know what he'd meant, but I didn't want him to know I'd been standing there. I could replace the ring. I left the venue and hopped into one of the private hire cabs that the awards show put on to make sure guests get home safe.
    “Where to miss?!” The taxi driver