Avenging Angel (Pounding Hearts 5) - Page 32

That’s the last thing I need. A doctor and probably a police report that will make the headlines.

“No,” I blurt out a little too forcefully and then take a second to suck in a deep breath as Emmett’s brows shoot up with surprise.

“I mean,” I say slower and more carefully, “it would be a waste. It looked worse than it was.”

Damn it all, now I’m downplaying what Tristan did for the sake of keeping this from blowing up even bigger than it already is.

I just can’t stop myself from digging myself deeper and deeper into this hole of shit.

And Emmett doesn’t look like he’s buying it for one second.

“Honestly, I’m fine,” I add, wishing he’d just let me go and drop all of this.

Because the longer I stand here in the safety of his arms, the more tempted I am to stay here and indulge myself in his protection.

What I wouldn’t give to have someone standing beside me, fighting my battles with me…

Emmett’s expression grows so skeptical I’m almost certain he’s going to call my bluff.

But before he can, I hear Chase call out from behind us, “Yo, what are you doing to my sister, Emmett?”

Chapter Seven

Emmett

“Yo, what are you doing to my sister, Emmett?” Chase asks loudly from behind me, and I can physically feel the tension in his words.

Tension with a hint of violence, like I’m stepping on his turf or something.

“Checking her for a concussion, meathead,” I growl out to Chase without looking over my shoulder to see his reaction.

My hands are still holding the sides of this incomparably beautiful woman standing before me. Bree isn’t that tall, and the way she has to look up into my eyes makes my gut clench.

Those fucking eyes, a man could get lost in them and never desire to find a way out.

“Why the fuck are you checking her for a concussion?” he shouts and runs up to us.

Reaching up with her small hands, Bree pulls mine down from the sides of her face. After shaking her blonde locks at me, weariness fills her eyes.

“I’m fine!” she squeaks out. “I only fell on the ground.”

Chase grabs tightly onto my shoulder as he asks, “This fucker pushed you down?”

Anger flows through me as I smack his hand away and face him. “I didn’t do shit, Lurch.”

“Look, guys!” Bree shouts. “It was nothing! Just a misunderstanding!”

Her eyes are now full of pleading as she tries to smooth out her clothes.

Turning to face Chase, she says, “Nothing happened, okay?”

“Then why is the little man here checking your eyes and face for a concussion?” he asks, and I couldn’t have said it better myself.

“She tripped, I guess,” I say with a small shrug.

If this is how she wants to play it with Chase, far be it from me to stop her. Though she will be answering my questions when I get her alone. No way am I going to let some tall, lanky bitch hurt her and get away with it.

“Then why did I get to knock down some big asshole?” Casey huffs loudly.

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