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“You told me no fighting,” he sarcastically responds as I pace the sidewalk.
“Don’t start with me, Mac…” I warn as I continue to clench and unclench my fists at the sides of my body. “I tried…”
“Dude, I know you did. And I also know you stand up for the innocent. You have a heart of fucking gold,” he tells me as I lean up against the side of the building, inhaling deep breaths to calm myself down.
“God, he drives my rage through the roof. Why did Smalls allow them in?”
“Because we said it was fine,” Mac reminds me as I kneel and place my head in my hands.
“Fuck,” I growl, letting out the pent up aggression flowing through my veins now. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I repeat slamming them against the brick veneer.
“It’s all good, Saint. Relax,” Mac replies as I take more calming breaths.
I hear voices coming through the door from the bar. Two females leaving. Both blonde hair, petite frames. They are laughing and very much drunk. I stand immediately, and Mac flanks me as we watch them.
“Oh my god, that was so fun,” the first one laughs as she twirls around on the sidewalk, almost losing her balance.
“Yes, it was. I’m so happy you decided to come out,” the second one responds, watching the first one continue to twirl in the North Carolina winter air. I glance at Mac, not having seen these girls before, but that’s common. We’re in Charlotte, the Mecca of racing. Fans and tire chasers abound.
“Well, we needed to celebrate,” the first blonde replies. She’s wearing a pair of skin tight jeans and a hoodie under a leather jacket. Not chasing much with that outfit. I watch as her friend stumbles a little and laughs, stopping to prop herself against the lamp post.
The first blonde laughs and continues to twirl in circles. I keep watching them. No way am I going to let them get hurt. Mac eyes me when I hear the bar doors open again and watch as the RK racing crew files out. I take a protective step towards these girls, Mac follows suit, waiting for RK racing to vacate the premises.
As my attention is on them walking to the parking lot, the first blonde trips and starts to fall into the street. I dash forward and grip her arm mere seconds from her going down. A car slams on its brakes as I pull her to me.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she asks pulling her arm from my hands.
“Me? What the fuck are you doing? You almost got hit by a fucking car because you’re being a drunk, careless floozy!” I scream back as she places her hands on her hips.
“Fuck you! No one asked you to be my knight in shining armor,” she spits out, jamming her finger into the middle of my chest.
“You’re right, you didn’t, but you’re drunk and chasing racers; you might benefit from a little more control and… ” I trail off as her hand slaps my face.
“Fuck you, I’m no tire chaser,” she snaps at me as I hold my face.
“Could have fooled me, honey,” I hiss back at her.
“Who the fuck do you think you are?” she questions as she stands on her tippy toes. At this rate, I’m about a foot taller than her, and if I didn’t know better…fucking turned on by her sass. Jesus Christ.
The second blonde strolls up beside her and tugs on her jacket. “Come on, Haisley, the Uber is here.”
“Well, at least you’re responsible enough to not drive,” I mumble under my breath.
“Hopefully a woman will actually find you attractive one day, sir,” blonde number one remarks as she enters the Uber. I watch as they drive off and turn to face Mac.
“Seriously, dude, you’re off the rails tonight. She didn’t do anything wrong.” He shakes his head and walks back into the bar.
I let out a deep breath and slam my fist into the wall. “Fuck!”
