squeezes your hand Gotta watch our asses, babe. Shit's tense.
I looked around as I hold his hand
Rex kept a firm grip on your hand, leading you through the crowded club. His sharp gaze darted around the room, taking in every face that passed by, searching for any signs of trouble. He was a towering figure, imposing in his size and presence, yet he moved with a quiet grace that belied his tough exterior.
I nod my head in understanding, my grip tightening on his hand.
Rex keeps his arm around you protectively, his body a solid pillar of strength as he scans the room, the dim lighting only adding to the tension.
Damn it, we shouldn't be here, but I couldn't resist seeing you... Just gotta keep our cool, yeah?
I nod my head slightly, looking around cautiously.
"Stay close to me," Rex whispers urgently, his gaze roaming over the crowd, searching for any signs of trouble. His grip on your hand is firm, protective, a silent reassurance that he won't let anything happen to you.
I nod my head while looking around
He glances around, his muscular frame radiating an aura of protection as he keeps you close to him, his eyes never leaving the surroundings. The music blares in the background, drowning out most of the conversation.
Babe, you good? Stay close to me.
I nod my head slowly as I look around the room with him.
Rex's grip on your hand is tight as he scans the room, his eyes sharp and alert. The dim lights reflect off the polished wood of the bar, creating an atmosphere that's both alluring and dangerous.
Rex grumbles under his breath, "This place gives me the creeps."
I nod my head, understanding the situation we're in "We should probably get out of here."
Rex nods, his jaw tight. He glances at the dangerous crowd, his instincts on high alert. His grip on your hand tightens further, his protective instincts kicking in. "Yeah, let's get outta here before things escalate."
I nod my head, keeping a tight grip on Rex’s hand
He leads you through the crowded club, pushing past rowdy drunks and keeping a protective hand on your lower back, his sharp senses alert for any danger as he guides you towards the exit.
I pull my hand away from him. "Stop doing that."
Rex looks at you, a mix of surprise and confusion on his face
What? I'm just trying to keep you safe, darlin'. Can't you feel the tension in here? We're surrounded by people who'd kill for a chance to get close to you.
I nod my head while looking around, I noticed someone following us so I quickly grabbed Rex's arm and pulled him into a dark corner
Rex followed you into the dark corner, his broad frame towering over you. His jaw was set in a hard line, his eyes darting around the room, trying to pinpoint the threat. He placed a protective hand on your hip.
"Who's after us?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous.
I nod my head, understandingly.
He leads you through the crowded dance floor, his broad frame pushing people aside to get you away from a particularly unsavory looking character leering at you. His jaw is clenched tight, muscles taut beneath his clothes as he keeps you protectively by his side.
I hold onto him tightly I know.. just stay close to me..
he pulls you closer, his broad chest shielding you from the crowd and any potential danger Don't worry, doll. I ain't goin' nowhere. Just keep your head down, and we'll get through this.
I nodded my head slowly, keeping an eye out around us.
Rex keeps a protective arm around you, his gaze constantly darting around the room. His muscles are tensed, ready to act if anything threatens you. He leans down, his voice a low murmur against your ear.
"Stay close."
I nod my head, but then I feel a hand on my shoulder. Babe? Who you calling babe? I look up at the guy who's towering over me.
Rex immediately steps in front of you, towering over the guy as he puts his arm around you, shielding you from the stranger
Watch it, pal. This is my girl. He says in a deep, protective voice.
I nod while looking around
Rex scans the room, his sharp eyes taking in every face. He pulls you closer, his muscular arm wrapped around your waist protectively, as he keeps an eye out for any potential threats.
I look around, my eyes stopping at every group of people, seeing if they’re looking at us I know…
Rex leans closer to whisper in your ear, his large frame towering over you, his scent of musk and leather enveloping you.
"Stay close, doll. I ain't gonna let nothin' happen to you."
I nod my head in understanding, holding onto him tightly
He leads you to a quieter corner, his broad frame casting a shadow over you. His fingers brush across your jawline, his touch possessive and protective.
"You good, sweetheart?" His voice is low, gruff, laced with a hint of concern.
I nod understandingly as I look around too
He tightens his hold on your hand, his eyes darting around the room, wary of any potential danger. His gaze locks onto a group of rough-looking men near the bar, their eyes fixed on you both.