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I’ve pissed her off in the past, but she’s never given me that look before. She’sbig mad.
“The only way you could make me happy is by leaving. Unfortunately for me, I have to wait for you to nurse those two Heinekens first. And I’m guessing it’s gonna be a while.”
I grin into my beer as I take a sip, refusing to look over at her or the piece of shit harassing her.
“Oh, she’s sassy.” He seems pleased. “Ya know, I like it when they have a little fight in them.”
I’ll be kicking this guy’s ass in the parking lot just for that comment alone.
“You get that a lot from women, I suspect.”
He points at her. I want to rip his whole hand off.
“That’s what I’m talking about. Where have you been all my life, Red?”
“Busy hiding—like every other woman in proximity to you.”
His jaw clenches. He’s zeroed in on her like she’s some injured prey, but he’ll soon find out she’s the hunter in this scenario. She has a sweet side, but there’s a reason I call her Hellcat. I monitor her carefully to read her body language. The twinkle in her eye tells me she’s having fun sparring, and I’d be lying if I wasn’t amused watching her knock his dick in the dirt. She’s clearly been hit on many times because she’s got a response for every single one of his sleazy lines.
He looks left and then right. “Looks like you’re not very good at hiding, huh?” His reply comes out slightly aggressive.
“Everyone makes mistakes.” She gestures to all of him. “Seriously, give it up, dude. I’m not interested. This isn’t going to end in your favor, I promise you.”
“Normally, when a girl gives me lip, it’s because I pull down my zipper.” He leans over and whispers, “Is that my dick I smell on your breath?”
Setting my beer down, my hands turn into fists.
She gets right back in the dude’s face, throws her thumb over her shoulder and leans toward him to reply softly, “If you do it’s ’cause I just ate out your sister in the bathroom.”
I’m caught midswallow and aspirate on my beer, sputtering and coughing like an idiot.Did she just tell that guy he fucks his sister?I’m chuckling along with everyone else who caught her little retort.
The red on his face proves she hit her mark. He’s embarrassed.He should be.
“Jokes on you, my sister’s dead!”
“That explains all the dirt,” she mutters.
Freya doesn’t fuck around.
“You know, if I wanted a bitch, I would have bought a dog. By the way, how much is your cunt going for these days, Queen of Tarts?”
And that’s my cue—I’m going to kill this motherfucker. The sound of my chair scraping against the floor draws attention away from her as I insert myself between her and this misogynistic shitbag.
“You’re done talking to her. Get the fuck out.”
He has the audacity to smile at me.
“Why? You want her for yourself, Kucera?”
“Let’s go outside.”
“Hey, man, I’m cool. I have no issue with you.” He’s wrong on both counts.
“I disagree. Let’s go.”
She reaches over the bar and grips my arm, it sends a shockwave through me. Must be the adrenaline.
Her voice is low and calm. “Rhys, don’t.This place is packed tonight. Every single person in this bar has a camera in their back pocket and would love nothing more than to upload a video to Twitter of you beating some guy to a pulp. As much as I would enjoy seeing you make a fool of yourself, take a minute and think about what you’re doing. This shit always ends up on the news. I’m fine, really. Don’t screw this up for yourself and do something you regret.”
