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“Now, Little girl. Go call the sheriff.”

She turned around and made her way toward the office. He waited until she was in the office before he turned around and made eye contact with the other man. They both nodded at each other and walked closer to the two fighting men .

There were fists swinging every which way, making it nearly impossible for him to stop one of them without getting hit. Right as he saw an opening, he moved forward, grabbing the man’s arm, but was unable to grab his other arm in time.

Pain flashed across Marco’s face as the man’s fist connected with his jaw. He groaned in pain but held on to the first drunk man. He wrapped his arms around him, making him immobile.

Marco’s jaw continued to ache as he held onto the moving man. For being drunk and not having a good balance, he had an amazing punch.

“You good?” the burly man asked as he held the other drunk person.

“Yeah. You?”

“Yes.”

Marco held on tighter as the man tried to get free. Hopefully, he would realize he wasn’t going anywhere and stop fighting. Marco also hoped Rainey didn’t catch the punch or that his face wouldn’t show it. He didn’t need her worrying about him.

“The sheriff should be here any second!” Rainey yelled.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

RAINEY

Rainey rushed to her office. The only thing she could see replaying in her brain was the men throwing punches at each other. Was Daddy safe? How was he going to break up the fight?

She grabbed Daddy’s phone, which was lying on her desk. He had put her face ID into his phone in case of an emergency. They had only known each other for a coupleof days, and she already had access to his phone. It was weird, but it felt so right.

Daddy had his name as Sheriff on his contacts. She figured since it was a small town, he would know the sheriff personally, but maybe she was wrong.

“Marco, Iwasn’t expecting to hear from you. What can I do for you?” the man asked.

“It’s Rainey. Daddy is currently breaking up a fight in my coffee shop,” she rushed out.

In her panicked state, she called himDaddy and not Marco. Hopefully, the sheriff was in the lifestyle and knew who she was talking about.

“I’ll be there as soon as I can. Won’t take me long.”

The sheriff hung up, and she waddledback into the main room.

“He should be here any second!” she yelled.

Rainey stopped and assessed everything. Daddy and another man were holding the two drunk people. They had calmed down, but Daddy was still holding him tightly. She looked over his body, not seeing anything wrong until she looked at his face. He had a bruise and cut on his jawline.

“Oh no!” she raised her voice and started to rush over to Daddy.

“Stop. Stay back. I don’t need you getting hurt. Daddy is holding him.”

She immediately stopped and started to shift on her feet in place. She knew it was a bad idea for her to go into the office and call the sheriff. She should have stayed and made sure nothing happened.

“Daddy.” Tears formed in her eyes.

“I’m okay, Little girl. It’s just a little bruise,” he tried to reassure her.

“He broke skin,” the other man said.

Daddy cursed and moved his body so she wasn’t able to look at the bruise and cut. It didn’t help, though. Rainey knew the bruising laceration was there. She knew he had gotten hurt.

She continued to shift on her feet, not knowing what to do. She so badly wanted to run up and inspect him, but Daddy told her to stay put.

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