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“See you later Donna. Have a nice day,” she told her at the door.” Tag’s assistant had heard everything. Soon a lot of people in town would know about this argument.
Outside she slipped off her shoes and began walking, past Luka’s truck straight out of the town square. She heard Luka calling her name but she chose to ignore him. Skylar was too pissed off. Was he thinking that she would be happy with him claiming her in front of Tag like she was a purebred up for auction? Hell no. She was not happy at all.
Chapter 11
Pulling up beside her on the two-lane road he could tell that she was pissed at him and he knew why. He knew Skylar. She needed to understand that he wasn’t going to stand by and let Tag talk about her that way without putting the asshole in his place.
“Get in,” he told her. “We’ll talk.”
She threw her shoes through the open window. One of them hit him in the shoulder. He was lucky it hadn’t hit him in the head.
“Skylar, be reasonable and get in the damn truck.” She flipped him the middle finger. “Do I have to put you in the truck?” He asked.
She stopped walking and glared at him. “Try it,” she dared him.
Both of his eyebrows raised over his eyes. She had challenged him. Granted he hadn’t fought with her in ten years but he was an MMA fighter. He had faced some fierce competitors; a whole lot bigger and a whole lot meaner than Skyle
r Bradford. He was a champion, goddammit.
He was inching forward watching her. He knew she was pissed but he couldn’t back down. Not from a challenge, not from Skylar. They were both too stubborn for their own good. Always had been.
He put the truck in park and got out. Skylar glanced over her shoulder and saw him approaching her. She hesitated for a second then she took off running. He sighed. He wasn’t dressed for a chase this morning. Then he took off after her.
His legs were much longer than her short ones so he caught her easily enough. Before she knew what had happened she was hanging over his shoulder but she was fighting him hard. He pinned her legs to his body but her arms were still free to do damage to him.
“Luka, you put me down.” Skylar was hitting his back with her tiny little fists and they were giving him a world of hurt.
“Stop it. You’re getting in the truck.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Now what makes you think you can get away from me?” He laughed at her infuriating her that much more.
She pinched his butt hard. Her little fingers were her deadly weapons. They always had been. Those and her knees. “Goddammit woman, I could have dropped you,” he told her.
“Put me down,” she barked at him. She pinched his ass again. He growled at her and slapped her ass.
“I said stop it.” She squealed and covered her bottom to keep him from slapping her again.
“Don’t do that again,” she snarled at Luka.
“Stop pinching me then dammit. He put her in the truck but kept hold of her arm so she couldn’t get out the other side.
“Now be good woman and sit there.” He climbed in beside her and started driving towards the ranch. “Would you have preferred I just let him insult you?” She glared at him refusing to answer.
Luka turned the truck down the lane and parked in the circular drive. Skylar hopped out taking her purse but forgetting her shoes. Luka grabbed them for her. She headed straight for the house. He saw Brett, Ramona and Ava in the goat pen standing at the wire fence, watching them so he headed that way.
“What did you do?” Ramona asked looking at her sister’s retreating back then at Luka.
He chuckled, a humorless sound. “Tag and I had words in town. She’s not happy about it.”
Ramona nodded her head. “Everything taken care of?” She asked.
“With Tag or our wills?”
“Both?” She asked.
“Our wills will be done next week. Tag will never be taken care of. You know him,” he declared.
