Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 80261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
My mouth parted.
He reached into the pocket of his jeans, pulling out my fake ID.
“Or is Hayes, right? You a minor? How old are you?”
“Isn’t it a little late for that question? I’m already sitting in your car.”
“It hasn’t moved yet.”
Playing with fire, I baited, “How old do you want me to be?”
“Old enough to kiss you.”
I threw caution to the wind, replying, “You can kiss me.”
With a wide smile, he leaned forward until he was a few inches away from my lips.
I’d been kissed before. I wasn’t that innocent. Three guys to be exact. None of which mattered. Just random boys from parties other schools were throwing. They conveniently didn’t know who my brothers were.
When Chris gripped onto the back of my neck, I shut my eyes. The instant I felt his breath against my mouth all hell broke loose.
The next thing I knew, the sound of his car door flew open at the same time my unsettled stare did.
What followed could only be described as one of the most intense moments of my life. In a short amount of time, I watched in utter disbelief as Hayes was suddenly standing there from behind him. He quickly gripped onto the collar of Chris’s shirt, not allowing him a second to realize what was happening. Hayes didn’t give him time to react.
If anything, he moved with the precision of a man who’d done this before.
A lot.
Chris spewed, “What the fu—” as Hayes literally dragged him out of the car by his shirt.
“Oh my God.” I rushed out behind them, shouting, “Have you lost your mind?”
Hayes ignored my question to ask his own. “What part of her being a minor did you not understand?”
I gasped.
He was doing this for me?
Since I was a little girl, all I wanted was my own Prince Charming. My knight in shining armor. Except little did I know…
Hayes would be the villain in my fairytale.
Hayes
Call it instinct.
Perception.
Fucking madness.
I knew that motherfucker wouldn’t listen.
I should have let it be.
I should have walked away.
I should have stopped watching the video surveillance of them, but I couldn’t help it.
The last thing I wanted was to involve myself in her life. However, someone had to teach the son of a bitch a lesson and I had no problem being that man. Rage quickly took over as I roughly slammed his face into the hood of his car, causing his body to jolt forward against the metal.
“Relax!” he reasoned. “She’s not a minor!”
“Bullshit!” I spun him around, delivering a blow to his stomach, right in his ribs. Hearing a hasty crack in the wake of my fist, he groaned, falling over in my tight grasp.
“Stop it!” she screamed. “He didn’t do anything wrong!”
Before I could give it a second thought, I threw his ass back into the driver’s seat of his car.
“If I ever see you anywhere near her or my bar again, I’ll do way more damage than just slapping you around for a little bit. Do you understand me?”
Chris hovered against his steering wheel for support, coughing out, “Yeah.”
“Now get the fuck off my property.”
I grabbed her fake ID which was sitting on his dashboard before slamming his car door shut, beyond furious I was in this situation to begin with. There I was, protecting this little girl like I had any business doing so.
“Goddamn it,” I exclaimed, watching him pitifully drive off my lot, taking my sanity with him.
“Are you insane?”
My glare locked with hers.
“I’m not the one who’s up to no good.”
“You could have fooled me. Or do you normally beat up people for no reason?”
“You sitting in his car was motive enough for me.”
“Wow.” She shook her head with wide eyes. “Are you for real? Why do you care if I was in his car? You just kicked me out of your bar, remember?”
“And I clearly recall ordering you to leave.”
“I was! But you just beat up my driver. Besides, last time I checked, you’re not the boss of me.”
“You’re right that’s Daddy’s job. But seeing as you can’t listen worth a shit, I’m going to have to do it for you.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. Now let’s go. I’ve already wasted enough time babysitting you. I’m driving you home and then I have to get back to my bar. Understood?”
“Do you always talk down to people or do I just have that effect on you?”
“You mean being a pain in my ass?”
Her mouth dropped open. “Oh my God! You’re such an asshole!”
“I’ve been called worse. At this point, it’s a fucking compliment. Now are you going to start walking or am I going to have to do that for you too?”
She adamantly shook her head. “You truly are crazy if you think I’m going anywhere with you.”
“Peach…” I coaxed. “We could do this the easy way, or we could do it the hard way, but choose wisely, sweetheart. My patience is wearing very fucking thin with you.”