Austin stepped forward. Georgina thought he might strike her, but before he could get close, Chris stepped protectively in front of her. She found refuge behind his tall, slender frame as he confronted Austin with unwavering confidence.
"What exactly do you think you're doing right now?" Chris asked, his voice carrying that distinctive blend of casual authority and warning.
"Oh, so you're ready to take a punch for your b***h, huh?" Austin snarled, his face contorted with rage.
Chris's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Once again, I urge you to mind your words, Miller. We're both gentlemen, but I won't hesitate to fight you right here if you say one more degrading word about Miss Devins. And frankly, I think there's no point in continuing this discussion. Everything seems perfectly set
