The Mane Attraction
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Jesus Christ! What do you have under that hood? When they all stared at him, Mitch simply shrugged. Im curious.
Now both yall listen up and listen up good. You get in one more bit of trouble, and Ill come down on you like the Archangel Gabriel himself. Understand me?
Yes, sir, Ronnie answered.
But Sissy didnt say anything, and Ronnies uncle stood in front of her waiting for that answer. They locked gazes, and Sissy didnt back down. She never did. She really didnt know how.
Sissy promises too, Ronnie said, pushing her uncle back toward the car.
With a snarl, the sheriff walked off, but not before tossing over his shoulder, Shes just like her momma.
She knew hed said it on purpose. A low blow, but she still nearly had her hands around his throat when a strong arm grabbed her around the waist and yanked her back. She swung wildly ordering the sheriff to, take that back, you bastard!
But he only laughed at her and drove off.
Mitch wrapped his arms around her rage-shaking body and kissed her scalp. Calm down.
He blames me for everything. I never did a damn thing to him, and he hates me.
He doesnt hate you, Ronnie corrected her. He just doesnt like you.
Thanks.
Come on. Ronnie smiled. Lets get out of here. I think we both need a beer.
Im hungry, both Shaw brothers stated simultaneously.
Guess we better go to Sammy Rays diner then, Sissy sighed. I definitely dont have enough food for the both of ya, and the steakhouse needs reservations made twenty-four hours in advance when youre coming in with more than one male lion.
One of our kind tried to kill Mitch?
Yeah. Ronnie put a paper napkin on her lap before looking back at Sissy. Can you believe it? Wheres the loyalty?
I dont know. Sounds like Mitchy here just pissed off some Pride, and they want revenge.
Stop calling me that. Only my mother can call me that because she was in labor for eighteen hours. And no Pride would fuck with me because no one wants to fuck with my mother.
Thats true, Brendon confirmed while taking food off Ronnies plateclearly to her annoyance. The ONeill Pride may not be in the Llewellyn ranks, but they are definitely feared and breed a lot of females. Personally, I agree with Dez. Some cat is being paid a lot of money to kill Mitch.
Im surprised OFarrell would even hire a woman. He doesnt trust them to do anything but cook and He stopped talking when he looked up to see Sissy and Ronnie staring at him. Forget it.
He may not have hired her. You do have a bounty on that big head.
You could stay lion all the time. Now everyone stared at Ronnie.
Why? Sissy had to ask.
Im sure OFarrell wants proof of Mitchs death before hell pay up. And this lioness would know if she kills him as cat, he stays cat. Not like shell be able to prove dick then.
Wow. Mitch nodded in approval. Thats not remotely as stupid as it sounds.
Thanks.
But I cant. Mitch took a roll off Sissys plate, and she debated chopping his hands off.
Why not?
Cant play if Im cat all the time.
Play? Brendon glanced between them. Play what?
Sissy glanced at the clock on the wall of her brothers diner. Lord, Mitchell, we better move if were gonna make this practice on time.
Practice? Brendons eyes narrowed. Practice for what?
Mitch gave a dramatic sigh. Youre not gonna believe this, bruh, but in order to stay here, I have to play football.
Sissy saw Ronnie wince seconds before Brendons hand slammed against the table. How come he gets to play?
Now, darlin, Ronnie rubbed his forearm, theres no use gettin upset.
Its not fair. Im as good as him.
Is that why they call you Mr. Fumble Paws?
Sissy barely ducked in time as that roll came flying at her head courtesy of Ronnie Lee.
What? It was just a question.
Chapter 12
Sammy Ray stormed into his brothers shop while the big bastard was getting ready to get out to the field for practice.
Youre making him play football?
Travis barely glanced at him. Dont see what it is to you, Sammy Ray.
Shes your sister.
She doesnt have to play.
You know what I mean.
Look, I didnt tell her she had to leave. But its not safe to have him here.
But youll let him stay if he plays ball? That only made sense in Traviss universe.
Im willing to take the risk if hes as good as she promises.
Donnie walked out of the office and stopped. He stared at Sammy, and Sammy stared right back until Donnie looked away.
Meet you outside. Then Donnie was gone.
Lord, Bobby Ray and Sissy had the right idea. Leave this town and their crazy ways. Because really, Sammy didnt know how much more of his big brother he could take.
Now both yall listen up and listen up good. You get in one more bit of trouble, and Ill come down on you like the Archangel Gabriel himself. Understand me?
Yes, sir, Ronnie answered.
But Sissy didnt say anything, and Ronnies uncle stood in front of her waiting for that answer. They locked gazes, and Sissy didnt back down. She never did. She really didnt know how.
Sissy promises too, Ronnie said, pushing her uncle back toward the car.
With a snarl, the sheriff walked off, but not before tossing over his shoulder, Shes just like her momma.
She knew hed said it on purpose. A low blow, but she still nearly had her hands around his throat when a strong arm grabbed her around the waist and yanked her back. She swung wildly ordering the sheriff to, take that back, you bastard!
But he only laughed at her and drove off.
Mitch wrapped his arms around her rage-shaking body and kissed her scalp. Calm down.
He blames me for everything. I never did a damn thing to him, and he hates me.
He doesnt hate you, Ronnie corrected her. He just doesnt like you.
Thanks.
Come on. Ronnie smiled. Lets get out of here. I think we both need a beer.
Im hungry, both Shaw brothers stated simultaneously.
Guess we better go to Sammy Rays diner then, Sissy sighed. I definitely dont have enough food for the both of ya, and the steakhouse needs reservations made twenty-four hours in advance when youre coming in with more than one male lion.
One of our kind tried to kill Mitch?
Yeah. Ronnie put a paper napkin on her lap before looking back at Sissy. Can you believe it? Wheres the loyalty?
I dont know. Sounds like Mitchy here just pissed off some Pride, and they want revenge.
Stop calling me that. Only my mother can call me that because she was in labor for eighteen hours. And no Pride would fuck with me because no one wants to fuck with my mother.
Thats true, Brendon confirmed while taking food off Ronnies plateclearly to her annoyance. The ONeill Pride may not be in the Llewellyn ranks, but they are definitely feared and breed a lot of females. Personally, I agree with Dez. Some cat is being paid a lot of money to kill Mitch.
Im surprised OFarrell would even hire a woman. He doesnt trust them to do anything but cook and He stopped talking when he looked up to see Sissy and Ronnie staring at him. Forget it.
He may not have hired her. You do have a bounty on that big head.
You could stay lion all the time. Now everyone stared at Ronnie.
Why? Sissy had to ask.
Im sure OFarrell wants proof of Mitchs death before hell pay up. And this lioness would know if she kills him as cat, he stays cat. Not like shell be able to prove dick then.
Wow. Mitch nodded in approval. Thats not remotely as stupid as it sounds.
Thanks.
But I cant. Mitch took a roll off Sissys plate, and she debated chopping his hands off.
Why not?
Cant play if Im cat all the time.
Play? Brendon glanced between them. Play what?
Sissy glanced at the clock on the wall of her brothers diner. Lord, Mitchell, we better move if were gonna make this practice on time.
Practice? Brendons eyes narrowed. Practice for what?
Mitch gave a dramatic sigh. Youre not gonna believe this, bruh, but in order to stay here, I have to play football.
Sissy saw Ronnie wince seconds before Brendons hand slammed against the table. How come he gets to play?
Now, darlin, Ronnie rubbed his forearm, theres no use gettin upset.
Its not fair. Im as good as him.
Is that why they call you Mr. Fumble Paws?
Sissy barely ducked in time as that roll came flying at her head courtesy of Ronnie Lee.
What? It was just a question.
Chapter 12
Sammy Ray stormed into his brothers shop while the big bastard was getting ready to get out to the field for practice.
Youre making him play football?
Travis barely glanced at him. Dont see what it is to you, Sammy Ray.
Shes your sister.
She doesnt have to play.
You know what I mean.
Look, I didnt tell her she had to leave. But its not safe to have him here.
But youll let him stay if he plays ball? That only made sense in Traviss universe.
Im willing to take the risk if hes as good as she promises.
Donnie walked out of the office and stopped. He stared at Sammy, and Sammy stared right back until Donnie looked away.
Meet you outside. Then Donnie was gone.
Lord, Bobby Ray and Sissy had the right idea. Leave this town and their crazy ways. Because really, Sammy didnt know how much more of his big brother he could take.
