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I turn now, so I’m fully staring.
“She’s got that innocent, small-town-girl vibe. You hit that yet?”
I remind myself to breathe as my grip on the cup in my hands tightens.
“Hell yeah, I did.”
I freeze and my hand crushes the plastic cup in my grip.
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
I blink as my vision turns hazy, sure I’ve misheard.
“How was she?” the punk asks.
My vision darkens, along with my gaze. I’m no longer in control of my body as I take a quick step forward. “I’m gonna kill him,” I grind out as I cross the distance between us in four quick strides.
“Come on, man,” Chris says, a panicked edge to his voice as he follows behind me. “Be smart. Let’s think about this.”
I stop beside Stanley, but he’s so absorbed in bragging, he hasn’t noticed me yet.
“I mean, damn, man,” he continues, “she’s one of those chicks I could probably get to do anything I ask. Flexible as shit, too.”
Fuck thinking.
I see red as I picture this asshole's dirty paws on Brynn.
My muscles coil as I inhale through my nose, out through my mouth, like I’m running a marathon and need to pace myself. I only wait to beat his ass because I want to see the fear in Stanley’s eyes before I punch his lights out. “You better shut your mouth. Right. Fucking. Now.”
My voice is cold and hard as steel, and Stanley blanches at the sound. I have no idea how he can be so clueless, but apparently, he had no idea I was standing so close or that his voice carries.
“Hey, man,” he says with a sheepish grin I want to wipe from his face. “Just telling it like it is.”
“Well, stop.”
Stanley chokes on a laugh. “Sorry, but since when is my sex life your business?”
“Here we go,” Chris mutters.
I step closer, ignoring Chris as I fist Stanley’s shirt in my hands. “Since you’re fucking around with my best friend’s sister, asshole.”
“Too bad she got a taste of something she liked.” Stanley smirks.
I shake him so hard I rattle his bones, and I’m about to deliver a right hook when two arms wrap around me in a vice grip.
I shove against Chris’s restraints, glancing around me wildly as a string of obscenities fall from my lips. “Let it go, man,” Damon hisses, his voice strained as I fight to break free of their hold on me.
“You keep your fucking hands off her.” I point.
“Don’t worry. I’ll save you my sloppy seconds,” Stanley says with a grin, and I go absolutely feral.
I thrash in Damon’s arms, spittle flying from my mouth as I growl at him to let me go.
“One of you want to shut your boy the fuck up before he gets himself killed?” Chris snaps, shifting his body and blocking Stanley from view as he and Damon haul me through the backyard toward the front of the house.
“What the hell are you doing?” I shout.
“Stopping you from making a mistake and getting your ass booted from the team by committing assault, dumbass.” Damon releases me with a shove at the same time Chris blocks my path so I can’t finish what I started.
