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I was angry, frustrated, and terrified for the man I’d fallen hard for already. A table of assholes wasn’t going to get in my way. God help them if they tried.
I’d been here four hours already. My feet hurt, my mind was muddled, and the butterflies in my stomach were increasing every passing hour. Maverick was in trouble. I could feel it. But I tried to keep it together as I walked toward the rowdy group of men.
“Hey, sweetheart? What took you so long?” one of them asked.
“Good things come to boys who behave,” I threw back at him. Maybe resorting to my sassy mode would help.
He snorted while the others whistled.
“A tough little honey. You’re new here, ain’t ya?” the bulkiest of the group of five asked.
I said nothing as I slid a beer in front of him.
“Where’s that nasty little mouth of yours now, sweetie pie? Do you need a real man to unlock your heart?” The entire group laughed, and I was anxious enough I had a bad feeling the naughty girl inside of me was going to explode.
As I slowly turned and lowered my head, I kept a practiced smile on my face. “If there were any real men at this table, it might be a possibility.”
“What the… I think this little filly needs a lesson in finding a real man,” a fourth guy huffed, daring to reach over and tangle his fingers in my hair.
I snapped my hand around his wrist, able to balance the tray in the other. “No touching the merchandise or you won’t be using your fingers any time soon.”
When one of them placed their hand on my ass, I gave him a hard look.
“If you don’t want to lose it, move it,” I told him, allowing the anxiety to give me more confidence than I felt. I placed his beer in front of him and gave him a hard sneer.
“Oh, the little lady thinks she’s tough, does she?” the cowboy asked, laughing then squeezing my ass cheek.
Sighing, I gave him a pretty little smile then tossed a mug of beer in his face. That made him let me go.
“What the…” he yelped, jerking back. When he made the mistake of lunging toward me, I was ready to throw a punch.
Until a strong hand caught it midair. I could see the asshole’s eyes opening wide. Then he jerked up from his seat, shoving the chair back by a few feet.
“Gentlemen, if you continue with those actions, you’re gonna be hurtin’ for a week. In other words, back the fuck off.”
“You ain’t man enough to take me,” the asshole responded, growling as if he had the brawn to take the man who’d kept me from issuing punishment.
The butterflies exploded, my emotions all over the place.
Maverick.
He was back. He was safe.
He was my hero all over again.
“Step aside, darlin’,” Maverick said in a fake growl. When I looked at him, he winked. He was enjoying this.
Meanwhile, I was shaking to my core, tiny little prickles of heat scouring my skin. I moved back, but all I wanted to do was throw my arms around him.
“You think you can handle me, Wolfman?” the asshole asked, his entire group of men laughing as he pushed up his sleeves, acting as if he was going to throw a punch.
Wolfman? Where had that come from?
Maverick shook his head, acting as if this was nothing but a slight bother. “No one touches my woman.”
His woman. The possessive tone sent a thrill right through me.
When the asshole was stupid enough to throw a punch, his fist connecting with Maverick’s jaw, it seemed the entire bar was ready for a fight, murmurs and shouts coming from every direction.
