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didn’t mean anything and she damn sure wasn’t going to let the guy harass her just because he happened to be good looking.
    She knelt in front of him and flipped his hat off his head again. “Don’t come in here again unless you can act like you’ve got some sense.”
    “Daisy!” Josh Tucker, Randy’s idiot grandson who managed the bar when Randy was gone, appeared behind the bar. “In my office, now!”
    Daisy rolled her eyes. As she stood she resisted the temptation to kick the redneck’s big dumb hat across the room. She turned her back to him without another word and marched to the back, anger boiling in her gut.
    “So I guess you won’t be giving me your phone number,” Wade said to her back.
    She slipped her hand behind her back and responded with a raised middle finger.
    Josh gave her a death glare as she passed him.
    “It’s not your office, Josh,” she snapped. If she was going to get fired, she might as well go out in a blaze of glory.
    Josh scurried along behind her and slammed the door to Randy’s small office. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, treating that man like that?”
    “He smacked me on the ass! I’m not taking that shit from anybody.”
    “Do you know who he is? That is Wade Sheppard.”
    “I don’t care if he’s Bill fucking Clinton, he doesn’t get to put his hand on my ass.”
    “Watch your language, young lady.”
    “Fuck you. I’m four years older than you.” And a hell of a lot better at running this place when Randy takes off to go fish, but she left that unsaid. The little prick had been foisted on Randy by his wife and daughter. Josh liked to sit in the office and play games on his phone when he was supposed to be managing the place, while Daisy and Ronisha did all the work and kept the rest of the staff on task and the customers happy.
    Josh made a face and for a second she thought he might stomp his foot but he didn’t. “I’m your boss while Grandpa’s away and you will treat me with respect. And you will also treat our customers with respect, especially someone like that. He’s a big star and he got his start here.”
    She’d seen the pictures on the wall of course but she didn’t listen to country so didn’t know Wade Sheppard’s music. According to Megan, who did listen to country and knew Wade’s brother Chris pretty well, the elder Sheppard had pissed away his career in a flood of booze and scandal. Having met the guy now, Daisy wasn’t surprised.
    “He may have been a big star once, but tonight he was just another drunk redneck. He had no right to put his hands on me.”
    “Were there any witnesses?”
    Rage had spots dancing in her vision. “I witnessed it.”
    “You assaulted him. That’s what I witnessed.”
    “I didn’t assault him, I assaulted his hat, you dipshit.” God damn it, she liked this job. She liked working for Randy, liked Ronisha and most of her other co-workers, like the place itself. Hell, she even liked the customers. The ones who didn’t put their hands on her ass, that is. Now this self-important little brat was going to fire her. She could feel it, she knew it was coming. As soon as she stood up for herself, she’d lost this job.
    Josh shook his head in disgust. “Just because you’re a barmaid doesn’t mean you have to swear and attack the customers and act like trailer trash. We won’t have that here.”
    Turns burned her eyes. She refused to let them fall. “What did you call me?”
    He refused to answer, which told her he wasn’t entirely stupid. “You can pick up your check Friday. If you’re lucky, Grandpa might even give you a decent reference.”
    “You’re just an occasional fill-in manager. You can’t fire me.” Her words lacked conviction. Randy was caught in a pretty tight trap over this kid thanks to his wife and daughter.
    “Grandpa will back me. You and I both know that.”
    Yeah, because he’d catch endless hell from his family if he didn’t. “You’re pathetic, you know