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The one on the left shakes his head. “Not if you turn around and get on your scooter and leave. We want the bitch, not you.”
Which means they weren’t expecting me and have no clue what to do. I use that to my advantage.
“I’m sorry to tell you that you can’t have the girl, so you’ll just have to be happy to walk away on your own.” I crack my knuckles to make my point and stretch out the muscles in my neck.
Both of them laugh, and I laugh in return.
“You and what fuckin’ army?” one of the assholes says.
“Step closer and find out, boy.” My hands clench into fists, and my eyes dart back and forth to see which of the little punks would leap first. Somehow we’re in the living room now.
The one with blue eyes lunges forward, leading with his fists, which are easy enough to duck since he projects the overhand hook from a mile away.
“Gotta move faster than that kid.”
He growls and overshoots an uppercut that almost hits him in the face.
“Fucker,” he groans and tries to duck my punch but instead leans into it with a sickening crunch. “Fuck! Sorry-ass motherfucker!”
The other one is ready for his close-up and comes at me as if I’m going to run away or duck. That’s not how I work, and he’s about to learn that lesson the hard way.
Seconds pass before the kid finally reaches me with his arms swinging, and I kick out my right foot to hit him dead center in his chest.
“Oh fuck.”
He falls down and smacks his head on the coffee table, but the kid is young and tries to get back to his feet.
My fists already ache, but I push through it, shaking my head at the fact they’re forcing me to do this. Two right jabs straight on and a left hook, and he’s tumbling backward.
“Just stay down, kid. I don’t want to have to fuck you up.”
The man with blue eyes grunts and gets to his feet. I turn and yank off the hat meant to hide his identity, and he really is just a kid. Still, he’s a threat to me and Gia, and I do what I must. I grab his long blond hair in one hand and pound his face with the other until he goes limp but not lifeless.
I turn to his friend and snatch his hat off, too, spotting an Iron Kings tattoo across his throat. “Hey, fucker. We just want the girl,” he says over and over like it’s a reasonable request.
“I already told you that you can’t have her.” I grab him by his throat and pull him up to his feet. “She’s mine, and if you want her, you have to go through me to get her. You ready to do that, son?”
I don’t wait for an answer. I just tighten my grip on his throat and drag him out of the house and dump him on the porch.
Then I turn to Gia. “You good?”
Her eyes are wide, and she nods quickly. “Better than him, anyway.”
I smile at her spunk and go back inside to get the other one. I stand over him and say, “You want to leave the easy way or the hard way?”
He smiles like he has some kind of secret before his leg sweeps the floor to take me down. I lift my left leg easily and bring it down on his ankle.
“Son of a bitch!” He tries to get up and fails.
“It’s not broken, but it’ll hurt for a while. Should’ve chosen the easy way,” I tell him as I grab a handful of hair and drag him out the front door and toss him on top of his friend.
“If you boys come back here or come after her in any way, I’ll have no choice but to send you back to your mamas in body bags. Got me?”
They both nod and help each other to their feet. The one with brown eyes limps down the stairs, his friend practically dragging him down the street and into a black van with the windows blacked out.
I watch the tires screech and peel away from the curb until soon the van disappears from sight. Only then do I allow myself to relax.
“Wow. That was kind of…hot.”
