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stand from the table and step so I’m face to face with him. “I’m giving you one pass. One. Now shut your fucking mouth and walk away.” I have to clench and unclench my fists to keep from pounding his face.
    “Whoa. Whoa. She’s hot, you can’t expect a guy to see her in those cowboy boots and not picture her riding–” He stops talking when I land a right hook to his jaw. He stumbles back, and the cocky grin is replaced with a sneer.
    “It’s like that, huh? I thought we were cool, man.” He charges at me, and I land on my back. He gets a couple hits to my ribs before I flip him.
    “Yeah, motherfucker. It’s like that.” I connect with his face and block his shots. Anger like I’ve never experienced before rips through my veins, and all I can think of is this dirty fucker talking about my girl.
    “Stay the fuck away from her.”
    Fuck, she’s not even mine. I’m so lost in my annihilation of Johnny that I don’t see Pierce until he grabs me in a headlock and yanks me away. 
    “Chill, man. What the fuck?” Pierce yells, pulling me away from Johnny and gripping my shirt so I don't go after him again. I look around to see everyone has stopped what they were doing and is staring me; masks of confusion, pity, and fear on their faces. I hate people looking at me like that.
    “Fuck!” I yell, ripping out of his grasp.
    I pass Charlotte on my way out. Her eyes are wide, and I can see her hands shaking as they cover her mouth. I can’t talk to her right now. I need to cool the fuck off. This is not me. Not anymore. I don’t allow myself to care about women like that. I got burned once, and I’ll never fucking do it again.
    I’m about to pull away when there’s a soft tap at my window. I drop my head to the steering wheel. I’m not ready to see her yet. She doesn’t know why I got so pissed, and I don’t want to explain it. She won’t understand this need I have to protect her; hell, I don't even understand it. The interior light flashes, and the passenger side door closes. Her tiny hand on my shoulder makes me feel like even more of a jackass that she’s seeing me like this.
    “Are you okay?” Her voice is hesitant, scared. 
    I look over and cup her face in my hand. She flinches; it’s a tiny movement, and unless I was looking for it, I might have missed it. “Yeah. I’m fine. Don’t be scared of me. I’d never hurt you.”
    “I’m not. I’m worried about you.” She nods her head, like she’s encouraging herself. “I don’t know why, but I feel different around you.”
    I lean back in the seat and tilt my head up, shutting my eyes. I really need to get away and clear my head. “You’re not alone, sweetheart.”
    “What happened?”
    “Nothing for you to worry about. Listen,” I turn and look at her, “I gotta get outta here.” I really need to be alone right now so I can figure out what the fuck is going on with me.
    She looks confused for a minute then shakes her head. “Oh, yeah… duh. Well, I’ll see you around, I guess.”
    I put my hand on hers before she gets out. Fuck it. “I do want to see you again.” I lean over and give her a soft kiss. “Put your number in here.” I hand her my cell and curse myself for forgetting about hers. “Did you get a new phone?”
    “Yeah, I did,” she laughs. “I said I accidentally dropped it in the toilet, thank you very much.”
    She hands it back and when our hands touch, I pull her a little closer and give her another kiss. My phone slips from my fingers, and I pull her over the center console. She grips my arms and sucks my tongue in her mouth.
    Hesitantly, I pull back. I can’t rush her, rush this. She got flustered when I was touching her at the picnic table, so I know I need to tread lightly. “I really have to get out of here.” If she stays any longer, I’ll end up fucking her in the backseat, and she deserves so much better than that.
    “Okay,” her reply comes so soft, so innocent. 
    I watch as she walks