Playing for Keeps
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The woman under his arm looked startled and pushed away from him with open disgust.
“You got a woman pregnant and left her? What an ass**le!” she said before stalking off and giving him the finger. His buddies laughed at him. Ted glared at her.
Ted groaned. “You stupid bitch! I am so sick of you f**king up my life! Mary’s accepted our break up when the hell are you going to? I don’t want anything to do with that flat chested ugly bitch or her brat so f**k off and leave me alone! And if you're so concerned about the baby's shitty diapers then you buy them for her, bitch!”
“Listen you-“
“Haley, please!” Mary, suddenly by her side, pleaded as she tried to pull Haley away. “Let’s just go!”
“There you are! You need to tell her to mind her own f**king business!” Ted said, pushing Mary in the shoulder hard to make his point.
“Oh, no you didn’t, you son of a bitch!” Haley said just before she released her fists of furry on the bastard.
Chapter 13
“Would you two cut the shit? We’re here to have a guy’s night out not a pissing contest,” Brad said to the two men glaring at each other. He looked heavenward and sighed, “This is f**king ridiculous.”
“He’s the one being an ass**le,” Mitch said, shoving Jason.
Jason shoved him back, harder, sending his friend into a parked pickup truck. He pointed a finger at Mitch. “Stay the f**k away from her.”
“Oh, f**k off you, you sanctimonious ass**le. You don’t want her, but you don’t want anyone else to have her. She’s not your property!”
Jason felt his jaw clench tighter.
“What are you going to do when she starts dating some other guy? Huh, tough guy?” Mitch pushed him. “Someday soon this little friendship of yours won’t be enough for her and she’ll go to another guy and you won’t have her anymore. Have you thought of that, yet?” Mitch snorted. “She’s a beautiful, funny, sweet woman. A lot of guys would give their right nut for a girl like her!”
Jason felt all the blood drain out of his face. He stood there as the reality of Mitch’s words hit him hard. One day it would be another man Haley would talk to, watch games with, or just sit in absolute peaceful silence while they worked or ate, and worst of all it would be another man holding Haley in his arms at night.
“Fuck….,” he gasped.
“Oh great, you broke him! Are you happy now?” Brad demanded. “Come on, buddy, we’ll get you fixed up with a cold beer and a plate of hot wings. How does that sound? Does that sound good?”
Numbly, Jason nodded.
Brad scowled at Mitch who looked profoundly shocked by Jason’s reaction. No doubt the man probably expected a good shoving match and a few outbursts. Jason going suddenly quiet was absolutely frightening.
“I hope you’re happy!” Brad yelled at Mitch. "You broke him!"
“I was just pissed….I didn’t know….I…” He shrugged helplessly as he helped Brad steer a very numb Jason into the bar. “Look, I’m sorry. I just thought you didn’t think I was good enough for her. Shit. I didn’t realize that-“
His words were cut off when Brad shook his head. Mitch looked at Jason and nodded. The man clearly wasn’t ready to hear any of this. Jason wasn’t aware his friends were talking. He couldn’t focus past the idea of another man touching Haley.
His Haley.
“Please stop!” a woman screamed as they pushed a still frighteningly quiet Jason inside.
They spotted a familiar looking tall woman being held back by two women who were trying to calm her down while they looked nervously at a small group of men. Suddenly the group parted.
All three men stood in shock as Haley hit, well sort of slapped with her fists in a windmill type fashion, a large man who looked more pissed with her assault than actually hurt.
“You don’t ever touch her again!” Haley yelled as she continued her weird ass assault.
“Shut up, bitch!” the man said, shoving Haley away. She stumbled backwards and hit the floor, hard.
Jason saw red as everything around him blurred into a haze as he focused on the man that just put his hands on Haley. Without a word he stalked over to the son of a bitch and punched him in the face, sending him slamming back into the bar.
The man bent over in agony, cupping his nose. “You broke my nose, ass**le!”
“If you ever lay another finger on her I will kill you. Do you understand me?” he promised with barely restrained fury.
The man tried to glare, and winced. Finally he nodded.
“Good,” he said slowly, turning around. “Whoa!” he gasped as his little grasshopper ran into him as she attempted to renew her cute little attack.
“Haley!” he said, trying to snap her out of it. She ignored him, trying to swing at the guy or whatever the hell she was doing. With an exasperated sigh he threw her over his shoulder and headed for the door.
“You’re lucky, Ted! Next time I will kick. Your. Ass!” she yelled.
Jason gave her bottom a patronizing pat. “I’m sure you have him quaking in his drawers, my little grasshopper. No need to scare him.”
She grabbed the waist of his jeans to help push herself up so that she could glare at the bastard. “Ass whooping! Next time I’m not holding back!”
“Tell him to watch his back!” Mitch suggested, laughing.
Jason nearly rolled his eyes when Haley did just that. He released a weary breath. “Let’s get you home before you have the man wetting himself.”
“You’re lucky, punk!” she yelled, making him grin. She was so damn cute.
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Haley grunted and kicked the covers off of them.
“Are you going to whoop the sheet’s ass as well? Should I run to safety?” Jason asked, biting back a huge smile that was threatening to take over.
“It’s hot!” she said in a cute little whiny voice. “And stop making fun of me. I totally kicked ass tonight,” she said with a sniff. “They might even ban me from the bar after tonight.”
He blinked. “For what?”
She flopped on her back away from him. “What do you mean for what? I started a brawl!”
“Really? When?”
“What do you mean when? You were there. You saw me kicking some ass!”
“That thing you were doing with your hands?” She nodded. “I thought you were having a seizure of some kind.”
She gasped and gave him a playful shove. “Jerk! I totally kicked his ass and I could kick your ass.”
He looked at her for a moment before he burst out laughing. The entire bed shook as he laughed, probably harder than he’d ever laughed in his entire life. Tears streamed down his face as he gripped his side as a cramp started.
“Hey! Stop laughing at me! I’m a major threat damn it!” her serious tone had him laughing harder. Damn, she was really killing him here. “Keep it up and I’m going to kick your ass with my fists of fury!”
Somehow he managed to laugh harder. He really didn’t think it was possible, but he did.
“That’s it!” Haley snapped. She sat up and quickly straddled his h*ps and grabbed his arms. She tried to pin his arms by his side of his head. His laughter became more controlled as he quickly turned the tables on her and rolled over, pinning her beneath him. He didn’t bother pinning down her hands. Really, what was the point? He’d seen her in action after all.
“Alright, my little grasshopper, kick my ass. I’m ready,” he said, grinning. He made sure to keep his h*ps raised. No point in torturing himself, especially since she was only wearing a tiny camisole and pink cotton panties.
She began pushing at his chest, trying to shove him off. When that didn’t work she tried to kick him and he thought she may have tried to give him a good old fashion Indian burn on his arm.
It was just sad.
“Come on, my little grasshopper, I’m ready any time you are. Show me some of that fury.”
Haley shoved and pulled harder, but still he didn’t move.
“Seriously, I’m ready whenever you are,” he said, smiling down at her.
“You got a woman pregnant and left her? What an ass**le!” she said before stalking off and giving him the finger. His buddies laughed at him. Ted glared at her.
Ted groaned. “You stupid bitch! I am so sick of you f**king up my life! Mary’s accepted our break up when the hell are you going to? I don’t want anything to do with that flat chested ugly bitch or her brat so f**k off and leave me alone! And if you're so concerned about the baby's shitty diapers then you buy them for her, bitch!”
“Listen you-“
“Haley, please!” Mary, suddenly by her side, pleaded as she tried to pull Haley away. “Let’s just go!”
“There you are! You need to tell her to mind her own f**king business!” Ted said, pushing Mary in the shoulder hard to make his point.
“Oh, no you didn’t, you son of a bitch!” Haley said just before she released her fists of furry on the bastard.
Chapter 13
“Would you two cut the shit? We’re here to have a guy’s night out not a pissing contest,” Brad said to the two men glaring at each other. He looked heavenward and sighed, “This is f**king ridiculous.”
“He’s the one being an ass**le,” Mitch said, shoving Jason.
Jason shoved him back, harder, sending his friend into a parked pickup truck. He pointed a finger at Mitch. “Stay the f**k away from her.”
“Oh, f**k off you, you sanctimonious ass**le. You don’t want her, but you don’t want anyone else to have her. She’s not your property!”
Jason felt his jaw clench tighter.
“What are you going to do when she starts dating some other guy? Huh, tough guy?” Mitch pushed him. “Someday soon this little friendship of yours won’t be enough for her and she’ll go to another guy and you won’t have her anymore. Have you thought of that, yet?” Mitch snorted. “She’s a beautiful, funny, sweet woman. A lot of guys would give their right nut for a girl like her!”
Jason felt all the blood drain out of his face. He stood there as the reality of Mitch’s words hit him hard. One day it would be another man Haley would talk to, watch games with, or just sit in absolute peaceful silence while they worked or ate, and worst of all it would be another man holding Haley in his arms at night.
“Fuck….,” he gasped.
“Oh great, you broke him! Are you happy now?” Brad demanded. “Come on, buddy, we’ll get you fixed up with a cold beer and a plate of hot wings. How does that sound? Does that sound good?”
Numbly, Jason nodded.
Brad scowled at Mitch who looked profoundly shocked by Jason’s reaction. No doubt the man probably expected a good shoving match and a few outbursts. Jason going suddenly quiet was absolutely frightening.
“I hope you’re happy!” Brad yelled at Mitch. "You broke him!"
“I was just pissed….I didn’t know….I…” He shrugged helplessly as he helped Brad steer a very numb Jason into the bar. “Look, I’m sorry. I just thought you didn’t think I was good enough for her. Shit. I didn’t realize that-“
His words were cut off when Brad shook his head. Mitch looked at Jason and nodded. The man clearly wasn’t ready to hear any of this. Jason wasn’t aware his friends were talking. He couldn’t focus past the idea of another man touching Haley.
His Haley.
“Please stop!” a woman screamed as they pushed a still frighteningly quiet Jason inside.
They spotted a familiar looking tall woman being held back by two women who were trying to calm her down while they looked nervously at a small group of men. Suddenly the group parted.
All three men stood in shock as Haley hit, well sort of slapped with her fists in a windmill type fashion, a large man who looked more pissed with her assault than actually hurt.
“You don’t ever touch her again!” Haley yelled as she continued her weird ass assault.
“Shut up, bitch!” the man said, shoving Haley away. She stumbled backwards and hit the floor, hard.
Jason saw red as everything around him blurred into a haze as he focused on the man that just put his hands on Haley. Without a word he stalked over to the son of a bitch and punched him in the face, sending him slamming back into the bar.
The man bent over in agony, cupping his nose. “You broke my nose, ass**le!”
“If you ever lay another finger on her I will kill you. Do you understand me?” he promised with barely restrained fury.
The man tried to glare, and winced. Finally he nodded.
“Good,” he said slowly, turning around. “Whoa!” he gasped as his little grasshopper ran into him as she attempted to renew her cute little attack.
“Haley!” he said, trying to snap her out of it. She ignored him, trying to swing at the guy or whatever the hell she was doing. With an exasperated sigh he threw her over his shoulder and headed for the door.
“You’re lucky, Ted! Next time I will kick. Your. Ass!” she yelled.
Jason gave her bottom a patronizing pat. “I’m sure you have him quaking in his drawers, my little grasshopper. No need to scare him.”
She grabbed the waist of his jeans to help push herself up so that she could glare at the bastard. “Ass whooping! Next time I’m not holding back!”
“Tell him to watch his back!” Mitch suggested, laughing.
Jason nearly rolled his eyes when Haley did just that. He released a weary breath. “Let’s get you home before you have the man wetting himself.”
“You’re lucky, punk!” she yelled, making him grin. She was so damn cute.
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Haley grunted and kicked the covers off of them.
“Are you going to whoop the sheet’s ass as well? Should I run to safety?” Jason asked, biting back a huge smile that was threatening to take over.
“It’s hot!” she said in a cute little whiny voice. “And stop making fun of me. I totally kicked ass tonight,” she said with a sniff. “They might even ban me from the bar after tonight.”
He blinked. “For what?”
She flopped on her back away from him. “What do you mean for what? I started a brawl!”
“Really? When?”
“What do you mean when? You were there. You saw me kicking some ass!”
“That thing you were doing with your hands?” She nodded. “I thought you were having a seizure of some kind.”
She gasped and gave him a playful shove. “Jerk! I totally kicked his ass and I could kick your ass.”
He looked at her for a moment before he burst out laughing. The entire bed shook as he laughed, probably harder than he’d ever laughed in his entire life. Tears streamed down his face as he gripped his side as a cramp started.
“Hey! Stop laughing at me! I’m a major threat damn it!” her serious tone had him laughing harder. Damn, she was really killing him here. “Keep it up and I’m going to kick your ass with my fists of fury!”
Somehow he managed to laugh harder. He really didn’t think it was possible, but he did.
“That’s it!” Haley snapped. She sat up and quickly straddled his h*ps and grabbed his arms. She tried to pin his arms by his side of his head. His laughter became more controlled as he quickly turned the tables on her and rolled over, pinning her beneath him. He didn’t bother pinning down her hands. Really, what was the point? He’d seen her in action after all.
“Alright, my little grasshopper, kick my ass. I’m ready,” he said, grinning. He made sure to keep his h*ps raised. No point in torturing himself, especially since she was only wearing a tiny camisole and pink cotton panties.
She began pushing at his chest, trying to shove him off. When that didn’t work she tried to kick him and he thought she may have tried to give him a good old fashion Indian burn on his arm.
It was just sad.
“Come on, my little grasshopper, I’m ready any time you are. Show me some of that fury.”
Haley shoved and pulled harder, but still he didn’t move.
“Seriously, I’m ready whenever you are,” he said, smiling down at her.
