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playing a fight with me over in his mind. Maybe in his mind he won, maybe in his mind he lost, but I knew that he knew that he was not walking out of here with video of Adam, Grace and I on that phone. Even if he miraculously won against me, I could see the knowledge in his eyes- he knew that even if he won, he'd then have to get by Adam.
His eyes surveyed the few people that had come out here hoping to see a fight. A couple dozen had already gathered, but he knew more were coming.
I could read on his face that his decision had changed. He was now trying to decide not if he could win, but which outcome would be the most humiliating- to hand me his phone and walk away, or get his ass kicked by two brothers, one after the other, and then still lose his phone.
I watched as his jaw clenched, and some of the bluster went out of him. He knew he was beaten, and he cast his eyes down toward the grass and made a motion to pull his phone out of the back pocket he'd shoved it into when he'd taken off running.
And then Grace showed up.
"You are a grade- A asshole, you motherfucking, cock sucking, cheating, abusive bastard. I broke up with your cheating ass and what did you do when I caught you? You first blamed me. If I was more of a woman, you said. And when I told you where you could stick that, what do you do? You fucking tried to hit me! That's what happened when I caught you, doing shit you had no right to be doing. Do you know what's going to happen now that you caught me? Doing something you may not like or approve of, but that I have every damn right in the world to be doing? Nothing, that's what! Cause you are going to give up that phone, and crawl away like the lilly-livered punk ass bitch that you are, that's what. And..."
As Grace turned the corner, a path clearing for her as she aimed her fury at a suddenly stunned and wide-eyed Red, he pulled his bluster back around him like a suit of armor, tucked his phone back into his pocket, took a deep breath and threw himself at me.
All I could think as I blocked his first pissed but awkward punch aimed at my face was, "Damn it Grace, I had this!"
Chapter 5
Grace
After I'd sat in the truck and fumed, running everything over in my mind, I got more and more pissed.
Fuck him! Fuck him and fuck the horse he rode in on. Well, not literally, but... Damn it! How dare he? How dare he cheat on me with every damn buckle bunny at every damn rodeo, and then blame me for it? He was lucky I gave him the time of day on the dance floor earlier, and I only did that for one reason, to avoid this. I knew if I said no when he cut in, that he'd make a damn scene.
A scene was the last thing I wanted. I'd already had my hands full with everyone's eyes on me when I walked in with Scott and Adam. I certainly didn't want to be the cause of some testosterone-filled display of manliness when Jake got his Wranglers in a bunch if I refused him in public. But then he just had to push.
He just had to start talking shit on the dance floor, grabbing my arm as I tried to walk away and spewing shit like, 'you think you're too good for me,' and 'I ought to finish what I started that night and back hand your ass into submission.'
Why he got all uptight when all I did was remind him of where he was, I had no idea.
All I'd said was, "Look around, asshole. How many of the women that you haven't already slept with in this bar will take you to their bed after they watch you hit me? And what do you think your chances will be of walking out of here on two working legs after every honorable cowboy in here who's been raised well enough to know that you never hit a woman comes to my defense? Now, what will it be? Your ass roasted on a stick after everyone in here gets a piece of you, or are you going to let go of my arm, before I scream?"
I'd felt rather smug, even if still angry, after finally saying my piece, but then I'd gotten to blow off some serious steam with two of the sexiest cowboys on God's green earth,
His eyes surveyed the few people that had come out here hoping to see a fight. A couple dozen had already gathered, but he knew more were coming.
I could read on his face that his decision had changed. He was now trying to decide not if he could win, but which outcome would be the most humiliating- to hand me his phone and walk away, or get his ass kicked by two brothers, one after the other, and then still lose his phone.
I watched as his jaw clenched, and some of the bluster went out of him. He knew he was beaten, and he cast his eyes down toward the grass and made a motion to pull his phone out of the back pocket he'd shoved it into when he'd taken off running.
And then Grace showed up.
"You are a grade- A asshole, you motherfucking, cock sucking, cheating, abusive bastard. I broke up with your cheating ass and what did you do when I caught you? You first blamed me. If I was more of a woman, you said. And when I told you where you could stick that, what do you do? You fucking tried to hit me! That's what happened when I caught you, doing shit you had no right to be doing. Do you know what's going to happen now that you caught me? Doing something you may not like or approve of, but that I have every damn right in the world to be doing? Nothing, that's what! Cause you are going to give up that phone, and crawl away like the lilly-livered punk ass bitch that you are, that's what. And..."
As Grace turned the corner, a path clearing for her as she aimed her fury at a suddenly stunned and wide-eyed Red, he pulled his bluster back around him like a suit of armor, tucked his phone back into his pocket, took a deep breath and threw himself at me.
All I could think as I blocked his first pissed but awkward punch aimed at my face was, "Damn it Grace, I had this!"
Chapter 5
Grace
After I'd sat in the truck and fumed, running everything over in my mind, I got more and more pissed.
Fuck him! Fuck him and fuck the horse he rode in on. Well, not literally, but... Damn it! How dare he? How dare he cheat on me with every damn buckle bunny at every damn rodeo, and then blame me for it? He was lucky I gave him the time of day on the dance floor earlier, and I only did that for one reason, to avoid this. I knew if I said no when he cut in, that he'd make a damn scene.
A scene was the last thing I wanted. I'd already had my hands full with everyone's eyes on me when I walked in with Scott and Adam. I certainly didn't want to be the cause of some testosterone-filled display of manliness when Jake got his Wranglers in a bunch if I refused him in public. But then he just had to push.
He just had to start talking shit on the dance floor, grabbing my arm as I tried to walk away and spewing shit like, 'you think you're too good for me,' and 'I ought to finish what I started that night and back hand your ass into submission.'
Why he got all uptight when all I did was remind him of where he was, I had no idea.
All I'd said was, "Look around, asshole. How many of the women that you haven't already slept with in this bar will take you to their bed after they watch you hit me? And what do you think your chances will be of walking out of here on two working legs after every honorable cowboy in here who's been raised well enough to know that you never hit a woman comes to my defense? Now, what will it be? Your ass roasted on a stick after everyone in here gets a piece of you, or are you going to let go of my arm, before I scream?"
I'd felt rather smug, even if still angry, after finally saying my piece, but then I'd gotten to blow off some serious steam with two of the sexiest cowboys on God's green earth,
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