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four times your size.  Do you want to be turned into a puddle on the floor?  Do you seriously have a death wish?”
    The smaller man looked at me in confusion and then to Ramsey.  “Who’s the bitch?”
    My eyebrows shot up to my hairline.  “Bitch?  That’s the second time I’ve been called a bitch today and I really don’t like it.”
    Everyone was silent in the room, the only sound coming from a jukebox in the corner.  Lynard Skynard played a song about giving someone three steps and I couldn’t help but feel like I could be in a situation where I’d soon be begging for my own three step advance. 
    “Who the fuck are you?”
    Ramsey stepped forward and shoved the guy hard in the chest.  “She’s with me.  And she’s fucking right.  You hit me.  I should stomp the shit out of you.  Clean this fucking place up.  Both of you.  If this shit happens again one of you isn’t going to like me very much.”
    I rested my hands on my hips and glared at the smaller man.  I had a desire to ram my hand into his nose.  “And try being nicer.”
    Ramsey turned to me and gave me an exasperated look that warned me to stop talking.  It was too late, though. 
    The small man came at me faster than I liked and out of fear I shot my hand up and the bone at the base of my palm connected firmly with his nose.  He bent over and screamed out as blood poured from his nose.  “What the fuck?!”
    I held up my hands and backed away.  “You came at me!  You shouldn’t have done that.”
    Ramsey came over and grabbed my arms.  “It’s time for you to leave.”
    I assumed he meant that he’d be leaving with me but instead he jabbed his finger at a younger guy and nodded to me.  “Get her the fuck out of here.  Take the Durango.”
    I narrowed my eyes at him and shook his arms off of me.  He was giving me the slip.  Only he was having someone else do the dirty work for him.  “I’ll gladly leave.  I just need to get my purse from your house.  Is that okay or was this whole thing just a more elaborate purse snatching than what that guy pulled this morning?”
    I didn’t know why I was so mad but I was.  I wanted to drive my palm into his nose, too.  I’d decided to have one wild day and it was ruined.  There went my chance at having a little fun before I settled into adulthood. 
    “Get the fucking purse and then get the hell out of here.”  His eyes were hard when he said it.
    I shrugged off the unexplainable hurt I felt and tossed a smile at him over my shoulder as I was leaving.  “Good luck with your little club thing.”
    The young guy introduced himself as Justin and let me grab my purse before escorting me into a SUV and then off the property.  I’d been dismissed thoroughly. 
    The worst part was that while I’d been watching Ramsey try to separate the two buffoons who were fighting I’d been so impressed with how good he seemed.  He was one of the only two people who seemed determined to not let the two men kill each other.  He seemed to have a wide good streak. 
    I couldn’t explain why the good guy had just kicked me out of his clubhouse, though.  So, maybe he wasn’t a good guy.  Maybe he was pretending to be nice to get into my pants.  I shook my head and tried to ignore all the thoughts.  I barely knew him.  It’d been a few hours.  That was hardly enough time to decide if someone was good or bad. 
    Justin put on the radio and turned it up so that we didn’t have to try to speak to each other.  He drove me back to my apartment at my instructions and before I knew it I was standing outside my door with the same amount of bad luck I’d possessed earlier in the day, if still being locked out was any indication. 
    I sighed and banged my forehead against the door.  “Why me?”
    As if someone had heard my silent prayers for things to look up and decided I needed more awful luck Paul opened the door and stared out at me.  He looked like he’d been hard at work and