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Call it childish, but I couldn’t stop myself from stalking back to their table and tossing it on its side.
Feeling ridiculously satisfied when their drinks all spilled and smashed to the floor, I spun on my heels and stalked out.
“Johnny!” Liam, the owner, barked as he rounded the main bar. “What the fuck are you playing at, kid?”
For fuck’s sake.
Inhaling a calming breath, I turned to face him. “I’m sorry for making trouble in your bar. It won’t happen again.”
“Trouble?” He arched a brow. “I saw you on the cameras. You could’ve killed that kid.”
Agitated, I ran a hand through my hair. “Those pricks were giving my girlfriend a hard time,” I bit out. “Now I’m sorry that I resolved the issue in your bar, and I’ll pay for any broken glasses or damage I caused, but this will be my last time putting money behind your bar.”
Liam balked. “Jesus Christ, relax, Johnny. I’m not barring you.”
“I don’t associate with scum, Liam,” I told him in a tight tone. Pointing to the lounge door, I added, “And those fuckers are about the scummiest you can get. So you go ahead and keep on serving them, and I’ll go ahead and find a new watering hole for my team.”
“Johnny, lad, hold up—”
“No, I don’t think so,” I hissed, brushing his arm off as I stalked for the door. “I have a reputation to uphold, and I can’t do that in a place that serves scumbags.”
“This will be their last time here,” Liam called after me. “I’ll have your usual ready for you tomorrow?”
I stopped at the door and turned back. “I’ll be back when the clientele doesn’t consist of vicious fucking bullies.”
And then I turned around and stalked out.
Shannon was sitting in the passenger seat of my car when I climbed inside. “I’m sorry about that,” I told her as I closed the door and pulled on my seat belt. “I got caught up talking.”
“No, no,” Shannon hurried to say in that small voice of hers. “It’s absolutely fine. You don’t have to apologize to me.”
Yeah, I did. I left her out here in a freezing-cold car for half an hour.
It wasn’t good enough. Not for her.
“You good?” I asked, turning to look at her.
“Yes, and thanks so much for paying,” she said and I watched as her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink. “I really appreciate it.”
Was she serious? Was she really thanking me for that?
Christ, this girl was unlike any of the others.
“That’s no problem, Shannon,” I replied, eyeing her with burning curiosity. “It was just a couple of bottles of Coke and a bowl of soup.”
“Well, it means a lot to me, so thank you,” she whispered, tucking that fucking beautiful hair of hers behind her ear.
Her eyes burned holes in me so deep that I had to look away before completely losing myself in the girl.
It was too much. She was too fucking much.
“Uh, here’s your stuff,” she said, gently placing my keys and wallet on my left thigh.
My good thigh, I realized.
Shit, this girl was too much.
“You can count it here if you want,” Shannon added. “Your wallet, I mean.” She tucked another strand of hair behind her ear. “I won’t be insulted.”
