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Authors: Dahlia West
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said, “Mmm hmm. Gotcha. You and your hollow leg can leave me alone.”
The table got silent until Easy shoved his chair back and stormed away. Abby watched him go, shocked. She turned to Tex. “What happened? Did I-”
“It’s not your fault, Abby,” Tex said gently.
“But what did I do?”
“I’ll go talk to him,” said Doc, standing up.
Abby looked stricken. “I don’t understand.”
Tex stood up and took her hand. “Come on. Come dance with me, I’ll explain.”
Tex led Abby to the dance floor during a slow song and slid his hands around her waist, pulling her in close. “It’s nothing you did on purpose,” he assured her. “And Jimmy knows that. He’ll be alright. He’s got a prosthetic leg, Abby.” Abby gasped. “It was an IED on our last tour. Jimmy and Chris got hit. Jimmy lost his right leg below the knee.”
He watched tears brim around her eyes. He pulled her in and laid her head on his shoulder. “It’s not your fault. You didn’t know. It’s no one’s fault.”
“I should apologize,” she said in a shaky voice.
“No, no. Like I said, you didn’t do anything wrong and he knows that. Once the sting goes away, he’ll be fine.”
He danced with Abby and calmed her down a little more and when the song was over they rejoined the men at the table. Abby opened her mouth to say something to Easy but Tex shook his head. She closed her mouth and picked up her drink.
A few minutes later, Slick came by. “You need another one, hon?” she asked Abby.
“No,” Tex answered for her. “She’s done for the night.”
“Don’t judge me,” Abby insisted. “I can take a cab home. And I’m not even drunk yet.”
“You’re not getting drunk,” Tex informed her while handing her empty glass to Slick. “And I’m taking you home.”
“Yes, Sir,” Abby grumbled. Hawk, Doc, and Shooter laughed uproariously. Even Easy chuckled slightly. “What?” she asked them.
“Nothing,” Tex assured her while glaring at the men. “We’re just, you know, ex-army. ‘Sir’, and all that,” he replied while glaring daggers at his brothers.
Tex declined a final beer as well while listening to Abby tell the guys about the strange goings on in Las Vegas hotels. Men running naked, covered only by a pillow, to the ice machines and rooms accidentally being listed as vacant causing Ozzie and Harriet on their very first trip to Sin City to walk in on an all-male threesome.
He waited for her to finish her story and then picked up her purse from the back of the chair. “It’s time to go, Abby,” he told her.
Thankfully, she didn’t argue. She said goodbye to the guys, took her purse from Tex, and allowed him to guide her toward the door. He held the door to the Hummer open and helped her inside. He crossed the front to swung in beside her.
“I really can call a cab,” she told him as he turned the engine over.
“Yes, you could,” he replied and rolled out of the lot.
Minutes later he nosed into her driveway and pulled the parking brake. “Stay,” he told her and got out. He held her door open and took hold of her arm, helping her down onto the concrete. She fished her keys out of her purse and unlocked the front door. He followed her inside.
She tossed her purse on the kitchen counter. “I have some leftover Chinese in the fridge.”
She moved toward the refrigerator, but Tex reached out and gathered a large handful of her hair, pulling her back gently. She gasped. He put his lips next to her ear. “I’m here to fuck you, Abby, and we both know it.” He felt her shudder against him. “Tell me you want it.”
Abby hesitated, breathing hard.
“Say it,” he prodded, keeping his voice low and gentle.
He felt her take a deep breath. “I- I want it,” she whispered.
“Good girl,” he replied and turned her around. He took her mouth, invading her with his
The table got silent until Easy shoved his chair back and stormed away. Abby watched him go, shocked. She turned to Tex. “What happened? Did I-”
“It’s not your fault, Abby,” Tex said gently.
“But what did I do?”
“I’ll go talk to him,” said Doc, standing up.
Abby looked stricken. “I don’t understand.”
Tex stood up and took her hand. “Come on. Come dance with me, I’ll explain.”
Tex led Abby to the dance floor during a slow song and slid his hands around her waist, pulling her in close. “It’s nothing you did on purpose,” he assured her. “And Jimmy knows that. He’ll be alright. He’s got a prosthetic leg, Abby.” Abby gasped. “It was an IED on our last tour. Jimmy and Chris got hit. Jimmy lost his right leg below the knee.”
He watched tears brim around her eyes. He pulled her in and laid her head on his shoulder. “It’s not your fault. You didn’t know. It’s no one’s fault.”
“I should apologize,” she said in a shaky voice.
“No, no. Like I said, you didn’t do anything wrong and he knows that. Once the sting goes away, he’ll be fine.”
He danced with Abby and calmed her down a little more and when the song was over they rejoined the men at the table. Abby opened her mouth to say something to Easy but Tex shook his head. She closed her mouth and picked up her drink.
A few minutes later, Slick came by. “You need another one, hon?” she asked Abby.
“No,” Tex answered for her. “She’s done for the night.”
“Don’t judge me,” Abby insisted. “I can take a cab home. And I’m not even drunk yet.”
“You’re not getting drunk,” Tex informed her while handing her empty glass to Slick. “And I’m taking you home.”
“Yes, Sir,” Abby grumbled. Hawk, Doc, and Shooter laughed uproariously. Even Easy chuckled slightly. “What?” she asked them.
“Nothing,” Tex assured her while glaring at the men. “We’re just, you know, ex-army. ‘Sir’, and all that,” he replied while glaring daggers at his brothers.
Tex declined a final beer as well while listening to Abby tell the guys about the strange goings on in Las Vegas hotels. Men running naked, covered only by a pillow, to the ice machines and rooms accidentally being listed as vacant causing Ozzie and Harriet on their very first trip to Sin City to walk in on an all-male threesome.
He waited for her to finish her story and then picked up her purse from the back of the chair. “It’s time to go, Abby,” he told her.
Thankfully, she didn’t argue. She said goodbye to the guys, took her purse from Tex, and allowed him to guide her toward the door. He held the door to the Hummer open and helped her inside. He crossed the front to swung in beside her.
“I really can call a cab,” she told him as he turned the engine over.
“Yes, you could,” he replied and rolled out of the lot.
Minutes later he nosed into her driveway and pulled the parking brake. “Stay,” he told her and got out. He held her door open and took hold of her arm, helping her down onto the concrete. She fished her keys out of her purse and unlocked the front door. He followed her inside.
She tossed her purse on the kitchen counter. “I have some leftover Chinese in the fridge.”
She moved toward the refrigerator, but Tex reached out and gathered a large handful of her hair, pulling her back gently. She gasped. He put his lips next to her ear. “I’m here to fuck you, Abby, and we both know it.” He felt her shudder against him. “Tell me you want it.”
Abby hesitated, breathing hard.
“Say it,” he prodded, keeping his voice low and gentle.
He felt her take a deep breath. “I- I want it,” she whispered.
“Good girl,” he replied and turned her around. He took her mouth, invading her with his
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