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“Hello there.”
A dollop of tomato sauce fell from my burger, narrowly missing my shirt, and landed on the edge of the plate. I turned around to see a chubby, middle aged man sat next to me, beads of sweat dripping all over his face.
“You new around here?” he asked, licking his lips.
A chill ran down my spine. The instant feeling I got from this guy was not a welcome one. He was sitting far too close for my liking, and the way he seemed to be leering at me made me feel like a piece of meat on display.
I shuffled backwards and faked a smile. “I’m on holiday.”
His green eyes glittered like a panther spotting its next meal. “How’re you finding life out in the wild west?”
“Good,” I said, gulping down my mouthful of food.
He flickered his attention across to the burger in my hand, and then looked back at me. He had me questioning for a moment whether he was ogling me or my food.
“Nice to a see a woman who isn’t afraid to eat. Especially one with such a lovely trim figure like yourself.”
I smiled and put my delicious food back on my plate. This guy made me want to be sick. In that one single second, I suddenly understood why I never went anywhere without Ben.
“You out here alone?” he asked, inching closer.
“No,” I replied, my voice coming out more of a squeak than I intended.
“Well, I know for a fact if I was lucky enough to have you on my arm, I’d never let you out of my sight.”
I shivered and sidled further back from him. However, what I didn’t realise was that I was already at the edge of the bale. I fell off the end, hitting the hard ground with a solid thump. Pain drove tingles all the way up my back, along with grabbing the air from my lungs with the unexpected drop.
“Which is exactly why she’s never out of my sight.”
I turned around to see Brady stood behind the strange man. His arms were folded across his chest, and his handsome face was creased into a serious frown. The piercing glare shooting from his dark eyes was menacing enough to curdle milk.
“Might’a known you’d have something to do with her, Lancaster. Can’t you let anyone else ‘round here have a look in on the ladies?”
If I felt sick before, that was nothing compared to now. What did that mean? Was he some sort of serial womaniser?
“Shut up, Randy. You don’t know what you’re talking about. Pick your jaw up, along with your slobber, and disappear.”
Randy narrowed his eyes at Brady, but nevertheless, he scurried out of there as quick as his stubby little legs could carry him.
I breathed a sigh of relief, thankful for Brady’s interruption, but also now wary of his history with the female species. I glanced down to avoid eye contact with him, and to my horror, saw ketchup and grease stains all over his sister’s shirt.
