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Barreling towards them, I reach out, tearing Jenni from his grasp. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” I seethe.
The fucker stumbles back a bit, losing his grip on Jenni. “Doesn’t fucking matter who I am. Me and the lady were busy.” He flicks his hands, dismissing me.
Busy? He’s fucking lucky I don’t rip his fucking dick off. Then we’d see how busy he can be.
I draw my fist, hitting him square in the jaw. His head snaps back, making his body crumble to the floor.
“What the fuck?” Dipshit number two says.
“Fuck man, that wasn’t even my good hand. Your friend here is a pansy-ass piece of shit.” I push my boot into the fucker’s leg. “Have you forgotten where you are? Get the fuck up and off Fury ground. If I see either of you around here again…”
“Got it, man.” The fucker squats down to pull his friend to his feet. “Bitches just ain’t worth it.”
As soon as we step through the back door of the shop, Jenni launches herself at me, her body shuddering as she cries. “Th-Thank you so much.”
Wrapping my arms around her tiny frame, I almost engulf her. Fuck I want nothing more than to protect her, but in the end, I’m sure someone will need to protect her from me.
Yeah, she’s far too good for me, and way too precious for this place.
“I ain’t got no clue why you think we need to deck out this house in all this frilly shit anyway. That baby’s not gonna know what we’re doing for her. She ain’t gonna be crying in her Cheerios because we don’t blow up some fucking balloons.”
She throws her hands on her waist and pops her hip. “Because, Tylan, I’m Savannah’s best friend and that little girl is my niece. I will raise h-e-double hockey sticks to make sure everything is perfect for her. Balloons included.”
Her inability to use actual cuss words is sexy as fuck. I never thought I’d like the innocent act, but damn if it doesn’t work for her.
“I wish you guys would just fuck already,” Hawk says as he walks by. I cock an eyebrow at him.
“I thought I was saving myself for you?” Jenni taunts him.
Hawk stops and turns back. “Hell, baby, all you gotta do is say the word, and we’ll ditch this party and make one of our own.”
“Step the fuck off, Hawk,” I warn. I know the kid is messing with me, but still.
“Touchy, touchy. No need to get your panties in a twist, man. I’m only messing with ya.” He gives Jenni a wink and saunters away.
I turn around to look at Jenni, giggling to herself. “What?”
“Nothing, Tylan.”
“Why do you insist on using that name?”
“Why do you insist on looking down my shirt every chance you get?”
“Because I can.”
“Exactly. Now use the hot air you’re full of and get these darn balloons blown up.”
She turns on her heels and marches her fine ass back into the house. She knows she doesn’t have to look back to see that I’m doing what she told me to do. Every time that woman opens her mouth, my body follows her every command. I can’t fucking stand it, but I’m in no hurry to change it.
I would never admit it to any of these fuckers around here, but I knew the moment I watched her exit that taxi that I was fucked…
“Who the fuck is that?” I ask myself as the shortest fucking thing I’ve ever seen slams the door to a Yellow Checker Cab. I didn’t even know that company was still in business.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I watch her curvy little body make its way towards me. With a pull-behind suitcase in one hand and a fucking fluff ball in the other, she trots herself up the drive wearing nothing but some short as fuck cut off jean shorts, brown cowboy boots, and a bright purple tank. The taxi driver, who is gracious enough to pull her shit out of the trunk, stands behind her, adjusting his fucking dick as her ass sashays up the dirt path to the front of our clubhouse.
“Who the fuck are you?” I shout before she gets too close.
My voice startles her, and her steps seem to stumble, but she doesn’t answer as she continues her pursuit. I don’t know who this chick is, but she don’t fucking belong here. That’s for damn sure.
