Page 45 of A Billionaire's Cabin Love

Chrissy stood. “Wait, what are you going to do?”

“Put an end to this macho shit.” I cut through a crowd, lingering around the standing room only bar.

“What’s going on here?” I growled at the four guys huddled around Collin.

“Kara, go sit down,” Eric ordered. “We only have your best interest at heart.”

Collin smirked around the mouth of his beer bottle. He appeared cool as a fan.

“And you Jack, what’s your excuse?”

He raised his hands as if he was surrendering. “I’m here for moral support.” He winked.

If he laid a hand on Collin, I’d kick him in the balls. He had it coming after all these years.

“You can’t come here on your fancy jet and decide you want to date her for a little while. She should be with one of us. A man on her level. Not some fancy city slicker playing action and adventure. We live this life every day.

There’s no way we can allow you to take Kara from the only home she’s ever known,” Eric bit out.

“Allow?” Collin chuckled, sipping his beer.

“She’s a grown woman. I’m not dragging her by her hair onto my jet.”

“You think this shit is funny, playboy?” Garrett growled.

“Actually, I do. She didn’t want to settle down with any of you guys.” He pointed at them.

“She told each of you that in the nicest fucking way possible. You assholes still can’t get a hint. Kara belongs to me. That’s the end of this discussion.” He turned back to the TV.

I belonged to him.What was I, a pet?

Peter shoved Collin. “She doesn’t belong to you.”

Collin gripped the bar, stumbling a bit.

He stood, towering over Peter and Jack. Garrett and Eric were as tall as him.

Collin slammed his palms into Peter’s chest. He tumbled to the floor.

“Stay the fuck down. Now I want to hear from the rest of you. What’s your deal with me? Lay it all out.”

Eric’s eyes narrowed, and he puffed out his chest. “You come here, set your sights on the prettiest woman in town, and decide to take her back to the big city where she doesn’t belong.”

Collin’s brow arched as he peeked at me. “By the way, how did you know she’s moving to L.A.?”

“This is a small town. News gets around fast,” Garrett huffed.

Collin fisted Eric’s flannel shirt. “I don’t give a shit about any of you bastards. Kara’s my woman. She made her choice. Accept it. You all are hung up on the same woman. Get a fucking life. Make peace with the fact that she chose me.” He pushed him back.

Eric reared his fist back, then threw a punch. Collin ducked.

Collin threw a jab, landing across Eric’s jaw.

Garret and Jack pushed Collin.

“That’s enough,” I shouted.

They ignored me. Their fists slammed into Collin’s body and face. I pried between them.

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