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dick” syndrome. As I get closer, the asshole does it again.
    I approach Nash from behind and get up close so he can hear me. “You can damage your engine if you do that too much!” I yell.
    Reece is sitting on the curb looking bored. Her eyes perk up a little when she sees me approach.
    Nash cuts the engine. I quickly look at Reece. “Maria wants you inside,” I say flatly.
    Reece stands up. She looks relieved. As she attempts to walk past Nash, he grabs her arm. It makes me want to rip his arm off. “Baby, you don’t have to go, yet.”
    Man, I hate this prick. “Yeah. She does.”
    Still holding onto Reece, Nash begins to laugh. “She’s not your girlfriend, Caydon. You can’t tell her what to do. By the way, I talked to Hannah the other day. She sounds great.” I know Hannah is in touch with Nash. Her parents are good friends with his parents. Nash is on the ‘acceptable to associate with’ list. What gets me is that she barely has time to talk to me but she can talk to this dickhead.
    I clench my fists because if I don’t, the fucker is going down. “Leave Hannah out of this, Nash. Go inside, Reece.” Reece is wary. She would make my life ten times easier if she would walk toward the fucking house.
    Finally, she starts to walk but Nash grabs onto her other arm. Now, I’m beyond pissed. If Reece didn’t show up tonight, I wouldn’t have had this run in with Nash. I wouldn’t have been reminded that my Hannah still talks to him. I grab Nash’s arm coercing him to let Reece go. She looks frightened. And I have the sudden urge to protect her.
    “What do you want to do Reece?” Nash asks her.
    I hope she speaks up. If she goes silent again, I’m going to have to let Nash take advantage of her. “Let me go, Nash. I want to go inside.”
    I didn’t expect her voice to sound so strong. It’s raspy, deep, and sexy. When I met her a little over an hour ago, she gave the impression that she was weak. It’s the tone of her voice that tells me I was wrong.
    “Baby, we were having fun, right? What’s the rush to go back inside?”
    Reece cackles, “Fun? No, you were having fun with yourself.”
    I can’t help but laugh.
    Nash grips her arm harder. I can see the skin on her arm turning purple. The smile I’m wearing fades away. I mentally make the decision to kick his ass. But I’m too late. Reece uses her free arm to punch him in the jaw. Nash lets go of her captured arm and rubs his face. “Fucking bitch!”
    Again, I try to get a hit in, but Reece brings her right knee up and crunches Nash’s balls. His hands fall to his dick and he eventually hits the ground, writhing in pain. In her spicy, hoarse voice, she warns Nash, “You need to learn how to play nice with girls. Asshole.” As she walks away wiggling her curvy hips, I can’t help but be in awe and a little turned on.
    While I ogle her ass as she goes into the house, I hear the notification sound go off from my phone. I must have a voicemail. I dig my phone from my pocket. Before, I can look at it, I see Nash trying to get up.
    “Do yourself a favor. Stay away from Reece. And stay the fuck away from Hannah.”
    Nash laughs to himself. “I enjoy it when they fight back, Caydon. By the way, have you talked to Hannah? Do you think that she is still yours? Don’t you know that she was never yours to begin with?”
    There’s a lump in my throat. I can’t talk. Nash is probably right. Hannah was never really my girl. Her dad made sure of that. The fact that Nash knows this makes me angry. “Keep your mouth shut before I finish what Reece started.”
    “Nope. I’ve been waiting for this day since we were in high school. Once you got Hannah, you strutted around this town like you were something. Truth is, you are nothing but a tatted up piece of white trash. I get why Hannah wanted you. All of the good girls want to slum it…get a taste of the bad boy. When it comes down to it, Caydon, the good girls will always go back to their own