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no sooner finished his sentence when it seemed that out of nowhere Brent appeared. With a growl, he locked his arm around Wayne’s neck and yanked his head back. “Get your filthy hands off my girlfriend,” he ordered, his words low and dangerous.
Instantly, Wayne’s fingers released me and I took a full step back as I began to rub my wrist. In a move so smooth and practiced it spoke of years of fighting, Brent twisted Wayne toward the table a nd slammed his head against the top. Our glasses shook and teetered with the impact. With one hand, he held Wayne by the neck against the wooden surface and whispered. “If you ever even think about touching her again, I won’t just ruin your career, I’ll make your sorry ass disappear. I doubt very many people would miss you anyway. Now, do you understand me?”
Wide eyed with fear, Wayne gave him a small nod.
“Good.” Brent released him. “Now get your sorry hide out of here before I have management call the police.”
Wayne grabbed the back of his neck and without looking at me, he skulked from the building. Still in shock, I watched him go, all the while secretly hoping that this would be the last I’d ever see of my ex.
“Hey,” Brent’s fingers trailed along my arm, bringing my attention back to him. I looked up to find concern in his eyes as he stared down at me. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”
“I’m fine,” I replied even as I rubbed at the sore spot on my wrist. “He’s never been violent before, so I’m just a little blindsided by his behavior.”
Gently, Brent turned my wrist over and inspected the spot where I rubbed. His brow knit as he studied the red fingermarks on my skin. “What kind of asshole puts his hands on a woman like that?” He shook his head. “He’s lucky we were in a public place or I might have crippled him just for good measure”
I pulled my arm away, lifted my hand, and placed a palm against his cheek. Nobody had ever stood up for me like that and it meant so much that he had. “Thank you for being my knight in shining armor.”
He took my hand in his and kissed my palm, sending a quick ripple of desire up my arm. “For you, my dear, I’d slay the biggest, baddest dragon in the land. That putrid little skunk of a man was nothing.”
For the first time I noticed that people were staring at us. We must have made quite a scene a few moments ago. “Um…” embarrassment ran through me, causing me to flush. “I think maybe it might be best if we go somewhere else. I’m suddenly feeling like there’s a spotlight shining on us.”
Brent glanced around the room and nodded. “I think you’re right.” He dug into his pocket and tossed a twenty. Let’s go.”
Chapter 10
After ending up at a small mom and pop deli and settling for a couple of mediocre subs for dinner, we made our way back to the track. We’d eaten mostly in silence as I digested earlier events. Even after we returned to the track my mind struggled to wrap itself around what happened as I walked beside Brent. In all the years I’d known Wayne, he’d never been violent. Was it possible he was doing drugs or something?
At the owners meeting earlier that day, racing officials reminded everyone about the mandatory driver and the random crew drug testing they did. So if they drug tested, would Wayne really risk losing his dream for a few pills or some pot? But if it wasn’t drugs, what had caused his outburst?
By the time my thoughts finally began to focus on something other than Wayne, I found myself standing in front of an RV. Feeling more than a little confused, I glanced up at Brent. “What are we doing here?”
“You’re not in any condition to drive just yet,” he replied and opened the door. “This is my motorhome. We’ll just go inside and relax for a little while.”
“But I’m fine.” My protest was ignored almost before the words left my mouth as he placed a hand on my lower back and nudged me up the steps.
“You’re
Instantly, Wayne’s fingers released me and I took a full step back as I began to rub my wrist. In a move so smooth and practiced it spoke of years of fighting, Brent twisted Wayne toward the table a nd slammed his head against the top. Our glasses shook and teetered with the impact. With one hand, he held Wayne by the neck against the wooden surface and whispered. “If you ever even think about touching her again, I won’t just ruin your career, I’ll make your sorry ass disappear. I doubt very many people would miss you anyway. Now, do you understand me?”
Wide eyed with fear, Wayne gave him a small nod.
“Good.” Brent released him. “Now get your sorry hide out of here before I have management call the police.”
Wayne grabbed the back of his neck and without looking at me, he skulked from the building. Still in shock, I watched him go, all the while secretly hoping that this would be the last I’d ever see of my ex.
“Hey,” Brent’s fingers trailed along my arm, bringing my attention back to him. I looked up to find concern in his eyes as he stared down at me. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”
“I’m fine,” I replied even as I rubbed at the sore spot on my wrist. “He’s never been violent before, so I’m just a little blindsided by his behavior.”
Gently, Brent turned my wrist over and inspected the spot where I rubbed. His brow knit as he studied the red fingermarks on my skin. “What kind of asshole puts his hands on a woman like that?” He shook his head. “He’s lucky we were in a public place or I might have crippled him just for good measure”
I pulled my arm away, lifted my hand, and placed a palm against his cheek. Nobody had ever stood up for me like that and it meant so much that he had. “Thank you for being my knight in shining armor.”
He took my hand in his and kissed my palm, sending a quick ripple of desire up my arm. “For you, my dear, I’d slay the biggest, baddest dragon in the land. That putrid little skunk of a man was nothing.”
For the first time I noticed that people were staring at us. We must have made quite a scene a few moments ago. “Um…” embarrassment ran through me, causing me to flush. “I think maybe it might be best if we go somewhere else. I’m suddenly feeling like there’s a spotlight shining on us.”
Brent glanced around the room and nodded. “I think you’re right.” He dug into his pocket and tossed a twenty. Let’s go.”
Chapter 10
After ending up at a small mom and pop deli and settling for a couple of mediocre subs for dinner, we made our way back to the track. We’d eaten mostly in silence as I digested earlier events. Even after we returned to the track my mind struggled to wrap itself around what happened as I walked beside Brent. In all the years I’d known Wayne, he’d never been violent. Was it possible he was doing drugs or something?
At the owners meeting earlier that day, racing officials reminded everyone about the mandatory driver and the random crew drug testing they did. So if they drug tested, would Wayne really risk losing his dream for a few pills or some pot? But if it wasn’t drugs, what had caused his outburst?
By the time my thoughts finally began to focus on something other than Wayne, I found myself standing in front of an RV. Feeling more than a little confused, I glanced up at Brent. “What are we doing here?”
“You’re not in any condition to drive just yet,” he replied and opened the door. “This is my motorhome. We’ll just go inside and relax for a little while.”
“But I’m fine.” My protest was ignored almost before the words left my mouth as he placed a hand on my lower back and nudged me up the steps.
“You’re
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