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I leaned close to the fucker, who was obviously hard of hearing, so he could catch every word I had to say. “Now, here’s what you’re really going to do, Sandy. You’re going to walk out of this yard and crawl back under whichever hole you came from, and you’re never going to contact Caroline again. Capiche?”
Before he could choke out an answer, the back door came flying open.
Damn.
Eyewitnesses.
“What in the world—” a wide-eyed Caroline started while Aspen filled the doorway behind her.
But I cut her off by growling, “Get back inside,” maybe a bit too harshly.
And yep, that was entirely the wrong way to say it. Her eyebrows lifted in outrage. Setting her hands on her hips, she stepped onto the porch. “What did you just say to me?”
“Care—” I started, but the little fucker flapped his arms, catching her attention.
“Caroline...help.”
She jerked to a stop and blinked at the guy I was pinning by the throat. “Sander?”
When he opened his mouth, I shoved him roughly back into the wall. “You are not allowed to talk to her. You are not allowed to look at her.”
“What the hell is going on?” she demanded.
“Who is this guy?” Sander choked out, trying to motion to me. “Is this your brother?”
“Hey!” I grabbed a fistful of hair and thunked the back of his head against the vinyl siding. “Didn’t I just say no talking to her?”
Caroline sighed and folded her arms over her chest. “Oren, seriously. Let him go.”
I snorted. “Right. Like that’s going to happen.”
She lifted her hands as if she thought my rejection of her request was ludicrous. “And why not?”
“Because I really like pinning him to this wall right now. Because I still can’t get over the fact that this pathetic little fucker’s had his ugly shriveled-up little girl dick inside you. In fact, I’m so bothered by it I just want to grab his greasy, gross hair in both hands.” To demonstrate, I let go of his throat so I could grab two handfuls of Scotini’s hair. “And I just want to kick him...right in the nuts.”
Unable to help myself, I jerked my knee up and caught him hard between the legs. Scotini groaned and doubled over.
“Oren!” Caroline surged forward, her eyes wide with shock.
“Ooh,” Brandt cried out in amazement before he covered his mouth with his hand and started laughing. “Awesome.”
I let go of the douche and lifted my hands as I stepped away from him in an attempt to forfeit all culpability over hurting him. He fell over onto his side, holding his crotch.
Caroline stopped beside me and winced down at him. Then she slid an accusing gaze to me. “Did you really have to do that?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I really did. I feel better now, too. Thanks for asking.” I motioned to Scotini. “You want to take a turn?”
Caroline studied him a moment, looking tempted before she nodded and stepped forward. “Okay.”
I grinned, impressed, but Scotini groaned, making her stop and change her mind.
I snorted. “He’s kind of fragile, isn’t he?”
“He’s definitely not football player material,” she agreed, glancing sideways at me.
I cocked her a pleased grin. “Oh, so you go for the football player type, do you?”
“Caroline,” Scotini gasped from the ground, a plea for help thick in his voice.
