The man jumps about a foot in the air. Rafe is suddenly beside him, glaring down at him with a fury I've never seen in his eyes before.

"Easy, buddy," the bearded man says. "I was just trying to buy her a drink."

"She's not available for drinks," Rafe says. "Or anything else."

The man shrugs, obviously shaken but trying to look casual. "How was I supposed to know that? She was flirting with me."

I start to defend myself, but there's no ...