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I shoved him out the front door as he screamed like a little bitch. “Do you have any fucking clue who I am?”
The balls on this asshole.
And as I took him in, I had a flashback of all those years ago in The Daily Market when he and Slade vandalized the store.
“That’s the reason you’re out here, dickhead. I know exactly who the fuck you are. And you were warned to stay away from her. And you should be warned to stay the fuck away from me.”
People were gathering around now, as the commotion had obviously drawn attention. Demi, Peyton, and Oscar were standing beside me.
“The fuck, D? This is your boyfriend? This fucking little pansy-ass fighter?” He pushed to his feet and brushed off his navy suit.
“Fuck you, Ronny,” Demi spewed. It was hot as hell seeing her stand up to the asshole. “He’s also the guy you let takethe fall for what you did all those years ago. Your secrets are catching up with you.”
“I don’t have a clue what the fuck you’re talking about. I came here to talk some sense into you. You made something big out of something little. It was no big deal. And now you’ve caused a lot of problems for both of our families. Are you happy about this? Our grandfathers have been friends for fifty-some years, and now they aren’t speaking.” He pulled his keys out of his pocket as he waited for her to respond.
“Yeah, I’d say I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.” She pushed her shoulders back and glared at him. “And I didn’t make something big out of what happened. I should have reported you and gone public when it happened months ago.”
“Fuck you, D!” he shouted, and I noticed that people had their phones out now and appeared to be filming the altercation. But I sure as shit wasn’t going to let him talk to her that way. I wanted to put his face through the front window, but I knew guys like this. He’d end up the victim in the situation. His money and his family’s power had already cost me in the past.
I moved closer, standing several inches taller than him. “No one cares who your daddy is here, Ronny. You were an asshole years ago, and you’re an asshole today. You like to take advantage of women, don’t you, you piece of shit? You were warned not to come near her.”
“I will fucking destroy you,” he hissed. “You have no idea who you’re messing with.”
“You don’t fucking step one foot in her shop, do you hear me? Not one foot, you sick fuck.”
Sirens sounded in the distance as they closed in.
“I called the police,” Peyton said.
Oscar looked rattled, and Demi looked—angry.
The police car rolled up, and every once in a while, a blind squirrel finds a nut because Brett Rogers stepped out of hispolice car and moved to stand between me and Ronny the douchebag.
“What’s going on, Romeo?”
“This guy isn’t allowed to be here. He’s been warned.”
“You not supposed to be here?” Brett asked, just as River came jogging over from across the street. He must have heard something. He was that guy.
He always just showed up when you needed him.
“She doesn’t have a fucking thing on me. Do you know who Senator Waterstone is, Officer Dipshit?” Ronny spewed. “That would be my grandfather, and you’re going to be in some deep shit if you don’t arrest this son of a bitch for putting his hands on me.”
“We may not have paperwork filed, but Ronny knows he isn’t supposed to come near me.” Demi tipped her chin up. “He knows what he did. That’s why he’s here. He wants me to lie for him. It’s what everyone does for him.”
“Call her father. He’s with my father now, and they're trying to figure this shit out. Do you really think her father would be having dinner with mine if he thought I was a risk to his daughter?” He smirked.
“You piece of shit,” I hissed.
“I want this man arrested. He assaulted me,” Ronny said. “And didn’t your father spend time behind bars? That’s right, you did, too, back in the day. I guess it runs in the family.”
Brett glanced around at the locals, who were watching this all go down. “Well, did anyone here see Romeo assault the senator’s charming grandson?”
Oscar spoke first. “I’ve been here the whole time, and Romeo has been nothing but friendly since he came in to get his coffee. This senator’s grandson started the argument.”
River barked out a laugh and nodded.
“Yes. That’s exactly what happened,” Janelle said. She owned the flower shop, Sweet Magnolia, and I did a double-take of the hat she was wearing that read:
