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Fucking woman.She was going to be in deep shit later. We were going to have a long talk about getting in the middle of a fight like this. She shoved Ted backward. Amy had grabbed one of the other guys and pulled him away from me as well.

My teeth ached, that’s how badly my balls were throbbing. I couldn’t fucking believe one of these pansy ass mother fuckers had kicked me there. They had no fucking honor.

I grabbed Bailey, towing her backward until she was pressed back against my chest. “Out of the way,” I growled at her.

She glared up at me. “I’m not going to stand by while they gang up on you.” Her hands went to her hips and then she swept an indignant look over the group. “I broke up with you Ted,” she said. “I don’t want anything to do with you. Get out, all of you!”

The other guys froze at her words, looking around at each other. One finally spoke up. “I thought you said you were still dating?”

“Shut up, Mike,” Ted hissed. His eyes landed on Bailey. “You don’t get to break up with me.”

My chuckle was deep and even though I could feel blood running down my face from where one of them had caught a lucky punch, it amused me that he thought he could dictate that. “She does whatever she wants. And you’re not what she wants.”

“And you think you are?” he sneered.

Bailey turned in my arms and shocked them all when she yanked my head down and kissed me. She laid it on thick, her tongue brushing against my own as she moaned into my mouth.

Great. Now my dick is hard and my balls ache even more.

“He’s my boyfriend,” Bailey tossed at Ted as soon as our lips parted. “So yeah, he’s what I want. Get out Ted, or I’m going to make sure my father useshispull to putyouin prison.”

Ted stood frozen, disbelief and anger morphing his facial features into an ugly mask. This guy didn’t like being told no. The others looked ready to bolt, but weren’t willing to go without him. It was time to give them a push.

I stepped in front of Bailey, shielding her with my body as I pulled out my 1911. I held it to my side, pointing toward the ground. Eyes watching me widened in fear. “You heard the lady. Get the fuck out.” I cocked the hammer back to emphasize my point.

One of the guys stumbled forward, grabbing a hold of Ted. The other two that were still standing helped their injured friends up off the ground. They managed to haul him back out the door and I watched from the front porch as they piled into a suburban and peeled out.

Looking over my shoulder at the girls, I told Amy, “You’re welcome to stay for however long you’d like.” I narrowed my eyes on Bailey. “Tonight, you and I are having a talk.”

CHAPTER20

Bailey

“I’m so sorry, Bay,” Amy said as I led Kip up to my bedroom. “I tried to warn you that they were on their way, but I haven’t been able to get a hold of you.”

“I’m fine. I need to make sure they don’t come back,” he grumbled, but he followed along as I tugged on his arm.

“You’re bleeding everywhere,” I snapped. “You’re not fine.” It had been damn impressive watching him fight so many at once, but also scary. My heart had been in my throat the entire time, but I’d known I needed to step in and get them out of here. I wasn’t going to examine the fact that watching him fight all those guys had turned me on in a major way. The kiss I’d given him had only fanned my desire and I sort of wanted to kick my best friend out so I could jump the sexy Marine glaring at me.

“It’s not your fault, Amy,” I told her with a smile and more than a little guilt since I’d let the thought of kicking her out slip into my mind. She was my friend and I should want to spend time with her. I did. Just not right now, but I’d never tell her that. “I know all too well how Ted can be.”

“I can’t believe he did that,” she said with a shake of her head. “I didn’t think he had the stones.”

“Easy to start a fight when you out-number the target six to one,” Kip muttered.

He let me shove him down onto a chair and I left him and my best friend to talk while I went into my bathroom to get towels and the medical kit George—our butler—always kept stocked in each room.

I pulled my desk chair over and sat in front of Kip. Dabbing at the blood running down from a cut over his temple, I cleaned him up, ignoring his glare.

“You could have been hurt.”

“There were too many of them, even for you,” I countered. Wiping the wet rag over his cut, I studied his handsome face. His usual grin was gone and his words reverberated through my mind.Tonight you and I are having a talk.A delicious shiver skated over my skin. How was it possible that I was so attracted to all of them in their own ways? It was a good thing they all three wanted me, because there was no way I’d be able to choose between them. It was like trying to choose between breathing, eating, or drinking water. Each of those things would kill me if I wasn’t allowed to do them all. I was beginning to suspect that I couldn’t live without these three. I certainly didn’t want to.

“Ted is an asshole and the other guys can be dicks, but they wouldn’t have hurt us and they wouldn’t have let Ted hurt her either,” Amy told Kip with a pat on the arm.

The arch in Kip’s brow made his skepticism clear. His amber eyes were still watching me as I started bandaging up his cut. He remained stoic and still even as I flinched when I dabbed some medicated cream on it. I knew that stuff burned. You wouldn’t think it given his lack of reaction.

He was pissed, I knew that, but I wasn’t about to back down from my decision.

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