Ethan’s POV

I didn’t think. I couldn’t. The second I saw that man touch her, his filthy hands reaching for Katelyn, lost it.

I couldn't bear any man other than myself touching her, so when I saw what that scoundrel did, I didn't hesitate to fight him

All I could see was red.

I shoved past the waiter, charging toward them. She looked frozen, furious, but startled. The man had the nerve to smirk at her as he reached again, and that was the final straw.

My fist connected with his jaw before ...