Page 88 of Their Stolen Obsession

Sin pushed up his jacket sleeves.

“Yeah…” The jerk pushed Sin and turned into a dickhead. “You. Asshole.”

I grabbed Sin by the back of his leather jacket.

I whispered in his ear, “Cool it. Let me deal with him.”

“I want to shove what’s left of his damn frisbee in his eye sockets,” Sin warned.

I glanced around. “Not here, you won’t. Too many people are watching.”

We had gathered attention. People crowded with their whispered curiosity and some even held out their cellphones. Goddamn it. I had always wanted to go viral, but not at Liv’s expense. She was fragile, tormented by her demons, and she was at risk. Her life was in danger with a Pitrone brother out there.

Sin’s nostrils flared. “Fine. At least let me deck him once.”

Frat boy whistled at Liv. “Hey, sweet cheeks? You should leave these freaks. Come home with me.”

He grinned at her with pretty fucking teeth. His pearly whites shone in the sunlight. He even had the guts to send a playful wink in our girl’s direction.

Fuck.

I was done with his bullshit.

“Screw being Mr. Nice Guys. Change of plans.” I released Sin.

I cracked my neck, popped my knuckles and headed for fuck boy. “What did you say?”

“Hard of hearing, old man?” Frat boy rubbed his chin like he was full of himself. “I told your girl she should walk away with me.”

Motherfucker grew some balls in a matter of a goddamn minute.How cute?

“No. Before that.” My left eye twitched.

College boy with his varsity jacket had me all damn worked up.

“Huh?”

Dumb fuck had no manners. I hated kids with no respect. I despised them even more when they messed with our girl.

“No manners and an attitude.” I tsked, shaking my head and scratching it. “You called our girl something. What was it?”

I stood right in front of him. I towered over the pearly white frat boy douchebag with his stupid fucking haircut and peered down at him, containingmy anger. But I could only hold the beast back for so long before I snapped.

Fucker grinned at me. “Oh, right. I called her sweet—”

Sin threw a punch right to the side of his face. In slow motion, from a goddamn movie I could watch on repeat, I saw his teeth fly out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground. The punch knocked the motherfucker out cold.

No more pristine frat boy smiles for him. Mommy would have to get Daddy to buy him some fake teeth.Good luck with the ladies, dick.

I kneeled down beside him and put a paper bill into his varsity jacket pocket. “Here’s ten bucks for the pooch. Buy Jasper a new frisbee, asshole.”

I walked away. Sin spit on the college boy and followed my lead. Liv no longer stood in fear, but our choice didn’t surprise her, and her hands flew up, only to come back down with a slap against her thighs.

“Seriously?” She crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Couldn’t you just give him the cash?”

“Nope.” Sin popped theP.

I shrugged. “Asshole called you sweet cheeks.”