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Women didn’t let shit like this go. They picked it to death, and the only way to get them to stop was to tell them what they wanted to hear, or keep their mouth busy.
Since I couldn’t tell her what she wanted to hear, I grabbed ahold of her wavy auburn locks, and tipped her head back before I placed my mouth over hers.
She moaned into my mouth, and started to lean into the kiss when a loud piercing whistle tore through the air. Bawdy catcalls filled the air as the people around us started to pay attention to our show.
She yanked her face, and then her body, away from me so fast that I stumbled forward.
I was just catching my balance when I saw the back of her weaving through the crowd, now dancing to a Johnny Cash song.
“My girl’s a fighter. Better go catch her before she jacks your ride and you can’t catch her,” Colton’s amused voice said from behind me.
“She wouldn’t,” I narrowed my eyes at the door.
“So...did she make all your men?” he asked conversationally, inquiring about Channing noticing all of the security I had following her.
I cursed and started to dodge bodies as I hustled towards the door.
I didn’t find her trying to jack my bike though.
No, I found her jacking her father’s rig.
I ran up to the side of the truck and jumped onto the step, looping my hand around the mirror for balance.
Channing had closed and re-locked the door, and she didn’t look up from what she was doing between her legs, which was hot wiring the truck, I was surprised to see.
“Your dad’s going to kick your ass,” I mused, leaning my head against the glass.
“My dad can suck it,” came her muffled reply.
The truck’s powerful engine rolled over with a dull roar, and she put the truck in first before she started to inch forward. She also rolled the window down a third of the way so she could hear me.
“Get off the truck,” her angered eyes glared towards mine.
I refused. “No.”
“Now,” she demanded.
“No.” I repeated.
Her head went back in exasperation as she slammed hard on the brakes. Although, I’d anticipated that, I braced myself against the smoke stack.
“Get off and walk around, I’ll wait for you,” she lied.
I laughed. “Do you think I’m stupid?”
She was breathing hard now.
“Jesus Christ,” she snarled.
“Come on, unlock the door and ride home with me,” I said loudly.
She shook her head. “I can’t. I have to get my car and drive it home.”
I narrowed my eyes at her. “Then why did you hotwire this when you could’ve gone to your car the entire time?”
She shrugged. “I was mad at him. He deserved it. Then again, you’re not doing so hot, either.”
While she was glaring at me, she failed to see her father running up the other side of the truck and open the cab with his keys.
