momentarily.” And off he went toward what she could only assume was the kitchen.
She grabbed her big blue Wally World bag and started for the door. She had humiliated herself enough for one night and decided nothing could make her stay. She had the car started and was turning it around when someone slammed on the window next to her. She screamed and jerked around in time to have none other than Master Kyle himself opening her door and turning off her car.
“Get off; what…give me back those keys. I mean it, I’ve had enough of you for one night and I hurt in places you can’t imagine.”
When he simply held them over his head, she shut the door on him, nearly getting his hand. The car was on enough of a downhill swing; she just let it roll and popped the clutch.
When the engine turned over, she put it into gear and started off. But not before she turned to him and stuck her tongue out at him. Childish? Yes, but she wanted to go home. Too bad she didn’t make it much further than a few inches; it was a very nice parting shot though.
Kyle stood in front of her car and she really hoped that she wouldn’t run him down, again.
Chapter Five
Instead of running him down like she really, really wanted to, she stopped the car a mere inch from his legs. She missed him falling forward onto her hood, and the heavy sigh of relief that he expelled. He really thought she was going to do it. No, she missed it all because she had laid her head on the steering wheel and started crying harder, harder than he’d ever heard a woman cry before. He hated a woman’s tears.
It wasn’t until Duncan came out to the car to check on her that Kyle raise his head. He was surprised to see her upset, her crying hurting him for some reason, hurt him deep in his chest. He was the one she’d run down for Christ’s sake, what the fuck did she have to be upset about.
“Come now Miss, you must come into the house and let us have a look at these wounds.
Let go of the driving devise please, there’s a good girl.”
Kyle came to lend a hand. He had just reached for her when she turned on him, all claws and teeth. He might have been impressed if he wasn’t afraid of hurting her.
“You fucking stupid jackass! Do you have a death warrant? You dumb fucking jackass–”
“You’ve called me that several times now. You might want to broaden your vocabulary.
Or maybe stop calling me names altogether.”
He didn’t know what possessed him to antagonize her. She was just too beautiful not to, the way her eyes darkened and sparkled. It was everything he could do not to just make her mad to watch them.
“You…why I should…I am going to…shit, I’m gonna pass out.”
And she started to crumble toward the hard driveway. Had Kyle not been as close as he was, she would have a few more bruises to add to the array she already had. Instead he grabbed her up into his arms and held her slight body to his larger one as he carried her into the house just behind Duncan.
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“Oh my god, look at her! So help me god if you did this to her I will gladly take your head from your shoulders.”
The tiny woman at the end of the bed blazed with anger. The other woman, she smelled of Aaron, simply looked at him. He knew that he was being assessed.
Kyle had the good sense to not say a word, he knew women enough to know that the less one said when they were mad, the less likely they were to take more of your hide off. He did look over to Aaron and sent a mental message.
“I didn’t do this, you know that don’t you?”
“I’m not even going to justify that with an answer. You know me better than to think I would. Sam has had issues with men who would do such a thing to women and not think anything about it. I will have a talk with her.”
“I didn’t realize she was this hurt. But damn she can fight. She had no problems taking me on without a thought to how much bigger I am than her.”
He could feel the laughter bubbling up from within, but