Page 11 of Caught By A Cowboy

“What do you mean, you're not coming home? Youarehome.” He releases me so he can take his cell from his suit jacket.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m calling your father, your parents have been worried sick, and they need to come here and talk some sense into you.” He places the speaker to his ear.

“Please, don’t do that. I’m not ready to talk to them,” I beg because the last thing I need right now, is them coming here and giving me a lecture.

“Well, I wasn’t ready to be made a fool out of in front of everyone I know, yesterday.” Adam steps up in my face, looking down his nose at me, and when a tattooed hand comes from over my shoulder and grips around his throat, I flinch as Adam gets slammed against the truck.

“Look at her like that again and I’ll feed ya your fuckin’ eyeballs,” Jace growls and when Adam drops the phone from his hand, Jace stomps on it with his boot. He keeps him pinned as he looks over his shoulder at me.

“Go get whatever ya need, darlin’.”

JACE

Istare the scrawny prick right in his face as I keep him pressed against my truck.

“I don’t know who the fuck you are, but I’ll be pressing charges,” he warns me.

“Press what ya like. But if you step up at her like that again, I’ll ensure you never step another foot in your life.” I release him, keeping my foot over his phone so he can’t pick it up.

“Who are you?” He shakes his head in confusion. Maddison already told him who I was, she told him I was her boss, which I have to admit kinda stung. I don’t wanna just be the girl’s fuckin’ boss. I don’t just wanna be the guy who fucked her last night. I wanna be the start, and end, of her world. And everything in between.

What the fuck’s gotten into me?

“It doesn’t matter who I am.” I fold my arms to make it clear that he won’t be stepping past me.

“I need to talk to her.” He looks burned, and maybe if he hadn’t put his hands on her, I could sympathize with him. Yesterday morning, this guy woke up thinking he had the whole world, and now she’s inside packing her things.

“You heard her, she ain’t ready to talk,” I remind him

“What she did needs explanation, if you had any idea how much was spent on that wedding–”

“Is that your biggest concern, right now?” I laugh at him.

“No, right nowyou'remy biggest concern. You show up here withmyfiancée, you punch me in the face and you break my cell. Now you’re keeping me out of my own house.”

“I don’t think she’s your fiancée, anymore.” I scratch my fingers through my stubble and smile at him.

“I’ve got what I need.” I turn my head when I hear Maddison’s voice and see her walking down the path with a gym bag on her shoulder. I take it from her and give her ex a look of warning as I place it in my truck.

“I’m sorry, Adam,” she whispers, and I keep my head down, pretending not to be listening.

“Stay.” He begs her. Sounding desperate and kinda broken. It confirms what I already suspected. This girl has the ability to destroy a man.

“I can’t, and I don’t expect you to understand. Just tell my parents that I’ll be in touch.” She leans forward to kiss him on the cheek, then smiles sadly as she gets inside my truck.

“You're going to regret this.” That snarl returns to his face as he shakes his head at her, and I step around the hood so I can get in beside her.

“Sorry,” she tells him again, and I quickly start the engine and pull away before she changes her mind.

“Ya good?” I ask once I’ve pulled out of her street.

“You didn’t have to punch him.” She side-eyes me.

“Well, he shouldn't have put his hands on you like that. Has he done it before?” I frown at the thought of it.

“He’s clearly been drinking, his car wasn’t there and I smelled it on his breath.” She starts fidgeting her fingers, it’s a trait that I’m quickly learning she does when she’s anxious.

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