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As for Travis, he felt leveled, like he’d been hit sideways across the head with a metal baseball bat. The impact was so intense, he let his grip on the asshole go slack.

Lloyd tried to jerk away and Travis automatically tightened his hold, taking the heavier guy’s leg out from under him at the same time.

“Stay down.”

He did it all, takedown and order, without looking away from Isabel.

Mouth dry and mind racing, he tried to find something to say.

He managed an abbreviated version of her name before his lungs locked up on him.

“Bel.”

The thick fringe of her lashes temporarily hid the rich green of her irises. Soft color flushed her cheeks. But once she opened her eyes and focused on him, her expression was a smooth, blank mask.

“Travis.”

She said his name with such icy precision, that he wouldn’t have been surprised to look down and discover he had frostbite.

“Why did you put my neighbor on the ground?”

Travis blinked, a full second passing before the rather sensible question actually made sense. Following the direction of her gaze, he looked at the back of the grown-ass man who’d had no problem mocking a teenage kid, side by side with his mouthy son.

“He was being an asshole,” Travis said, his disgust strong enough to clear his head. “Was about ready to grab your little fairy princess.” He paused, then added, “The princess did kick him, and kinda accidentally racked him. But she barely reaches his hip.”

“Lying puke,” Lloyd mumbled, his cheek pressed in the dirt and face lobster red with anger or humiliation. Probably both.

“Bet the security cameras will disagree, shithead.” Travis didn’t spare him another look.

“Shithead,” Brooklyn said agreeably, delight in her voice. “D-hole shithead.”










Chapter 5

Travis Barnes.

For a few seconds, she hadn’t even recognized him, his face more square and roughly hewn in a way she wouldn’t have expected.

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