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“Is she okay?” Dean asks, looking confused but also concerned.
It was obvious she tuned out after Dean made that comment about Kellan trying to get lucky with Kiara in the pool.
Her jealousy was practically radiating off her in waves, but I can’t tell him she’s jealous, so I say, “Yeah, she’s fine.”
Before I can think of something else to say, a group of guys run past us. They crash into me as they go by, and I lose my balance. Before I land on my face, Dean catches me, and his arms wrap around me like they belong there.
I’m out of breath, and I’m sure that being hyperaware of everywhere my half-naked body is pressed up against his isn’t helping. Craning my head back to meet his eyes, I’m struck by the color. They’re a hypnotizing blue, and from this close I can see the little rings of hazel I remember from last time. For a second, neither one of us moves. His eyes flit across my face and I wonder if he’s having trouble remembering to breathe also. He clears his throat and rights me before stepping back.
“Are you okay?”
The heat rushes over my face instantly. “Yeah, thanks. At some point you’re going to have to stop coming to my rescue.”
He laughs, and an easy smile brightens his features.
“Nothing’s wrong with needing rescuing every once in a while.”
“Hey! You spilled my fucking beer!” A loud, angry voice rings out to us from near the bar, and we turn to see a wide-eyed Dylan looking up at a guy twice his size.
Dean looks over at his cousin, then back at me. “Like Dylan, for example, probably needs some rescuing.”
I follow him over to where Adam, Dylan, and the other guy whose beer he apparently spilled are standing. The guy’s rounding on Dylan, whose hands are raised like he can ward him off.
To call the guy large is an understatement—he’s a mountain of solid muscle. Adam is tall and lean, and Dylan and Dean are both tall and have muscle, Dean more than Dylan, but none of them have a thing on Angry Dude. He looks like he could grab a cousin in each hand and take a bite out of their heads without breaking a sweat.
“I wasn’t done drinking that beer!” Angry Dude is saying to Dylan, who’s backed himself up against the bar.
“Relax, man, it was an accident,” Adam says, looking from Angry Dude to his friend behind him.
Dylan continues, “The beers are free. I’ll order you another one.”
“But I wantedthat one.” The veins in Angry Dude’s neck bulge, and my heart beats faster.
“Hey, why don’t we all calm down?” Dean says to Angry Dude, somehow getting between him and Dylan and Adam.
Angry Dude looks Dean over as if sizing him up. “Why don’tyoumind your own fucking business? This is between me, Tattoos, and Blondie over there.”
“Terry, man, it’s no big deal,” Terry’s friend says.
He isn’t as large or intimidating as Terry, and is shorter than Dean, Dylan, and Adam, but he shows no fear as he places his hand on Terry’s arm and tries to pull him back.
Terry shrugs him off easily, and his eyes remain laser focused on Dean. “No, I want to hit someone, and these two assholes are running around picking a fight with me. If they want a fight, they got one. I break my punching bag on the daily. Let’s go.”
I’m frozen in place. Should I do something? No one else is doing anything, but then again, half the people are drunk, want entertainment, or oblivious.
“There’s no need for a fight,” Dean says, his posture and tone calm. “We’re all on vacation, why don’t we have fun?”
I want to be closer to my friends, so I step over and put a hand on Dean’s sculpted back to let him know I’m here with them. He acknowledges me with a glance, but unfortunately, so does Terry, and I basically shrink under his glare.
“This your girl? I’ll beat her up too.”
Protests sound from both Dylan and Adam, but Dean’s voice is the deadliest.
“Hey!”Dean warns, his cool demeanor instantly vanishing as he steps forward while simultaneously pulling me behind him.
“This whole thing is a misunderstanding. There’s no need to act like a giant douchebag who’s obviously overcompensating for something.”
Terry’s gaze turns fiery. “You saying I have a tiny dick?”
