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you? She’s always trying to boss Sarah around, tell her what she should do and shouldn’t. As if she knew any fucking thing at all.”
     
    Derek considered putting the rat up against a wall, but somehow, he didn’t think it would make any kind of impression. “Touch her again, and you’ll have me to answer to.”
     
    Mahoney laughed. “And what about when she comes to me and begs me to touch her, huh? What then? You know how she likes it? Two in the pink and one in--”
     
    Derek didn’t expect the punch, and almost didn’t duck it in time. It whistled past his face as he slid sideways, and he saw that Mahoney was ready to block a punch in return. So he kicked out with his boot, landing solidly below the kneecap. Mahoney screamed, and the leg crumpled. “You broke my leg! You broke my fucking leg!”
     
    Derek rolled his eyes and jabbed Mahoney in the hip with the steel toe of his boots. “You’re a big baby. You’ll have a bruise.” He leaned down, and for the first time since he’d walked in, he had the small man’s full attention. “You stay away from the girl, and you’ll never see me again. You lay one finger on her, no matter how she begs, and I will put you down.”
     
    “You piece of trash,” Mahoney hissed, tears springing up in his eyes.
     
    Derek snorted as he stood up, wishing he had a hat to twitch down into his eyes like a detective in an old black and white movie. “And I’ll blow away on the wind. But Danni knows how to get hold of me, and if we need to have another conversation, you’ll find out how very quickly I can fly.”
     
    ***
     
    Sarah steadfastly refused to go to the cops, no matter how many ways Danni offered --going to the ER, to the battered women’s shelter, or straight down to the police station. “I’ll keep away from him. That’s all that needs to happen.”
     
    Danni took a deep breath, and decided to thank the Lord for the victory she had. “Okay. And you can stay here for a few days. Just until things cool off.”
     
    “I don’t think that’s necessary at all--”
     
    “Just to make me feel better. And you can hang out with Cole so I can get some work done. It’ll be a big help. I promise.”
     
    Sarah scrubbed at her eyes for a moment, wincing when her fingers touched the bruise. “How did things go with your biker?”
     
    The rush of heat came so fast that Danni thought she might need to fan herself with her hands. “Oh, you know.”
     
    Her friend laughed out loud, and her eyes sparkled just a bit. “Considering that he was here when I got here, and Cole wasn’t, I think it must have been a bit better than that.”
     
    Danni sighed and dropped the act. “Sarah, I don’t know what I’m doing. I thought it was just be -- you know, scratch the itch -- but he’s not just good in bed, he’s kind, and sweet, and --”
     
    “And about to ride off into the sunset, leaving you behind. Again.”
     
    Danni nodded, miserably.
     
    “Danni Stewart, never let it be said that you don’t have a type.”
     
    She laughed bitterly. “So what do I do?”
     
    “You don’t see him again. If he and his bros come back to the diner, I’ll wait his table.”
     
    “Good plan. Except I said he could take me to dinner tonight.” Danni waited for Sarah to snap or yell or roll her eyes, but none of it happened. When she looked up at her friend, Sarah was watching her carefully.
     
    “Are you going to let him meet Cole?”
     
    “Absolutely not! If I’m going to carve my heart out for no reason, that’s one thing, but he’s a little boy. There’s no need to confuse him.”
     
    Sarah nodded. “Then you do what you want to do. I’ll watch Cole tonight, but you meet this guy at the restaurant, and keep Cole away from him. Okay?”
     
    “Yeah,” Danni said. “Yes. Promise.”
     

 
    CHAPTER SEVEN
     
    Her shift dragged on and on. The lunch rush forced her to think of other things, but whenever she got a spare moment, she was thinking