Page 38 of GAF Factor

The blonde nodded, looking Riley up and down. I was confused as to what was happening.

“How do you know him?” Riley asked.

“Because he’s my husband, you bitch!” The woman leapt over the table, tackling Riley to the ground.

I screeched, dropping my apple cider as I grabbed the woman by the hair, trying to tug her off my sister. “Get off her!”

“You slutty husband-stealer!” the woman shouted, pounding her fists into Riley.

I tugged really hard on her hair, gasping in surprise when her hair ripped free and I fell backward, landing on my ass. The woman spun around as she reached for the back of her hair that was now in my hand.

“My extensions!”

With a nervous smile, I held them out, hoping she would just take them and run away. Hope was a tricky thing. I jumped to my feet, holding out my hands.

“Now, just hold on a minute. We didn’t do anything to you. You need to calm down.”

The beast roared to life, turning feral right in front of my eyes. “Calm down? Did you just say I had to calm down?”

“I—”

She tackled me hard, her head slamming into my stomach. I was shoved backward into a table. Decorations went flying into the leg of the tent. I screamed as Riley rushed in just as the whole thing collapsed on us.

“Riley!”

“I’ve got her!” she screamed.

I felt someone yank hard on my leg. “Get off her, you bitch!”

“That’s my leg!” I shouted, still fighting off the fists flying at my face. A punch landed right on my mouth and I tasted blood. I wasn’t normally a violent person, but enough was enough. I slammed my elbow up into her face, breaking her nose. Blood squirted all over me, and with the tent over us, it was impossible to escape. I shoved her off me, desperate to escape, when I was yanked to the ground.

“Ow!” I screamed as a snowman’s fabric nose poked me in the eye.

“What is going on in there?”

“Someone get that tent off of them!”

“Isles! I’m pinned under a reindeer!”

Bright light suddenly appeared as the tent was yanked off us. A gnome sat on my chest and I held onto it as I grabbed the hand that was offered. Getting to my feet, I turned around, wincing at the destruction. The seller was fuming, glaring at me like I started it all.

I smiled at her, handing her the gnome. “I saved one.”

I knew I was in trouble when she didn’t immediately grab it. “You know, I think I want to buy this one.” I looked at the tag. “Twenty dollars?” She narrowed her eyes at me. “Thirty is probably better.” Still nothing. “You know, how about I just write you a check.”

Kavanaugh strode over to me,a smirk on his face that told me he thought this whole thing was hilarious. “You get rid of me for one day and look what happens.”

I was holding an ice pack to my mouth and had my eye squeezed closed. It was still burning from that stupid orange snowman nose. “It was her fault,” I mumbled, pointing at Riley.

“My fault? She attacked me!”

“Who attacked you?” Bowie asked, walking up a few seconds later. But when he looked past where we were sitting to the vicious blonde who attacked us, his face paled and he stumbled back a step.

“Carly.”

“Husband.”

“Not your husband,” he muttered. “We’re divorced.”

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