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telling herself as she walked towards the van even though she knew that the man was
already set in his ways and that nothing and no one, especially her, was going to be
able to make him listen to reason.
He was just so damn stu-
Ah! she screamed as she threw her heavy backpack at her would-be assailant s face,
turned and ran back towards the solid black door that was locked, making her wish
that her first reaction hadn t been to throw her bag at whoever that was so that she
could have grabbed her keys before she d gone into defense mode, but she d have to
move on and let that go, especially since she had the really pissed off man chasing
after her now.
As her foot caught on some barely visible black ice and she went flying, her last
thoughts before she slammed into the brick wall and knocked herself out were, Of
course this was how she was going to die, dryly and she would have rolled her eyes,
but by that point she d already slammed her head into the wall, not on purpose of
course, and managed to knock herself out like the klutz that she was.
Chapter 22
What the hell was that? one of his asshole cousin s asked, but Duncan didn t stop to
explain, because he knew that scream too damn well to ignore it.
Mother fucker! one of them snapped as Duncan shoved past him and headed for the
front door of the bakery where several of his cousins were standing, blocking his
entrance and starting to look nervous and for damn good reason.
There was nothing on this earth that was going to stand between him and his little
klutz. The second scream had him changing direction to the right, and saving his
cousins who had looked seconds away from diving out of his way, because there had
been no doubt in any of their minds that he would have slammed through them to get
to her.
Duncan! Reese yelled close behind him, but he wasn t paying attention to his
brother.
As soon as he came to the locked chain-linked fence, he jumped up, grabbed onto the
unforgiving rusty metal links and used the hold to pull himself over the fence. His feet
had barely hit the ground when he broke out into a full-out run and ran between the
two large brick buildings towards what looked liked a back parking lot.
The second that he turned the corner, he realized that he was going to spend the rest
of his life in prison for killing the asshole standing over Necie, hugging her bag to his
chest and looking terrified.
He didn t stop to think, ask questions or see if this was just a misunderstanding. He
punched the man, laying him out flat and then just as quickly shifted his attention to
the small woman pressing her hand to her head and wincing as she slowly moved to
stand up, her pale cheeks quickly filling with blood when she spotted him.
She opened her mouth, closed her eyes and winced as she moved to sit back down,
apparently decided that sitting hurt less. Since he had no idea how the adorable little
klutz hurt herself, he resisted the need to pick her up and hold her. So, instead he
released the EMT in him, knelt by her side and quickly checked her over.
Did you lose consciousness? he asked, moving her hand away from her forehead just
long enough to see that she had a small gash that wasn t going to need stitches.
Relieved at least at that much, he grabbed the pocket flashlight from his pocket and
quickly checked the dilation of her eyes. From there he moved onto her pulse, palpated
her from head to toe, looking for injuries all while he ignored her annoyed demands
that he leave her alone because she was fine.
Let me have a look, Aidan said, kneeling down beside him and since he trusted his
brother, he moved back with a nod, turned around and launched himself at the
bastard who d finally regained consciousness and punched him until a few of his
cousins managed to grab him and pull him off.
Let me go! Duncan snapped, determined to kill the bastard.
Oh, my God, don t let him go! the bastard bleeding on the ground screeched as he
assumed the fetal position and kicked away Necie s bag as though that would
somehow save him.
Let me go! Duncan yelled, managing to free one arm as he struggled to free his
other arm so that he could finish beating the shit out of the asshole.
Please don t! the guy curled up on the ground screamed.
What the hell is going on here? Mr. Dixon demanded as he walked outside,
slamming the large metal door behind him and looking absolutely stunned at the
scene before him.
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