Page 41 of Awaiting the Storm (Wildhaven #1)

Cabe and I are sitting at the table watching the girls shimmy in a drunken circle to some pop country bullshit song when Carl approaches them. He wraps his hand around Matty’s wrist and tries to tug her away from the others. She resists, and he jerks her to him, steps in close, and mutters something into her ear. I stand, but before I have a chance to move, Charli slams in between them. He releases the grip he has on Matty, and the girls walk off the floor.

I see the storm brewing in Matty’s eyes as she makes her way to us. And I know if Carl pushes her, I’m going to end up in the middle of it because I didn't like the way he manhandled her.