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"I'm her mate. She's a pain in the arse, but I have a vested interest in making sure she stays alive. Nod if you understand."
Frank struggled in my grip, and Nissa tried to make me let him go, "Westin, you don't have to—"
I didn’t spare her a glance. "If you put your hands on her again, if you even get on her bad side, you will have to deal with me. Do you understand?"
Frank tried to shove me off, but I had his arm behind his back at a sharp angle and his face was planted on the boot of the car in seconds as rage coursed through my veins.
"Make sure I hear you because I really don't want to break this arm. The sound reverberates in your consciousness for days. I really hate that loud pop sound that it makes. But I swear to God, I will dislocate it, so let me hear you."
I applied a little more pressure, and Frank screamed, "Fuck, yes. Understood."
"Now, fucking apologize."
Frank sputtered. "What?"
"I said, fucking apologize. Did I stutter?"
I held Frank up and shoved him toward Nissa, who stumbled back several steps as Frank mumbled, "Sorry."
"Right. Apology not accepted. Please get the hell out of my face," Nissa said with a bite.
I shoved him back in his car, and Frank was more than happy to go, cursing under his breath as he went.
She wrapped her arms around herself. "What the fuck was that?"
"That was my mate nearly getting herself in trouble. Some of these blokes are twats. You have to be careful."
"What? So it was my fault?"
"No, that was his fault. We're not going to argue about this. Get in the fucking car."
"No, I can walk home from here."
I prowled toward her and wrapped my fingers around her elbow. They were firm but gentle. "Get in the car, Nissa. At least let me get you home. If you want to ignore me after that, go ahead."
"I-I'm fine."
"I know you are. But on the off chance you're not, just get in the car, okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
I opened the passenger door for her, settling her in the car.
When I was seated back in the driver's seat, her scent wrapped around me, taking me over. She smelled fruity and sweet but also with a hint of spice.
I recognized in that moment that we weren't just mates anymore. I wanted her, and I was likely to kill any man who put his hands on her.
12
Nissa
Present Day…
"So basically, what you're telling me is, this is war?"
I was sitting along the corner of the couch, my weighted blanket wrapped around my knees and covering my legs as we caught up on episodes of The Bachelor.
Yes, it was misogynistic. Yes, watching women fight over men was terrible. However, it was highly entertaining. Especially when you were waiting for one of the women to tell the Bachelor he wasn’t shit. Although that never happened.
