“Excuse me… Excuse me…” Louise searched for Monique but the packed dance floor made it difficult.
She passed a skinny man with gelled-up hair.
Louise was in a white dress that accentuated her bottom, and that man tried to cop a feel.
Logan appeared in time to witness the offense. He quickly grabbed the man’s wrist.
Louise felt the brush on her dress and spun around angrily. The man with gelled-up hair ducked past her and made a run for it.
The commotion put Louise off balance and she crashed into Logan’s embrace.
When she looked up and shouted at Logan, “You! You pervert!”
Her bad experience on the street made her jump to conclusions and she accused the first person who made contact with her.
She raised her heel and stomped on the man’s foot. “Pervert! You touched my butt!”
“Ah!”
Logan called out in pain. “Oh my god! Do you want to die, woman? You wished I touched your butt.”
He glanced around and saw some people looking at them.
Logan had gotten off his flight and put on s