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that’s why you
showed your sorry ass here."
    "Move out of my way," Erin
spat as she tried to step past Susan.
    "Well, see that depends on where you’re
going. I know you don't plan on going over to where Rowan is."
    "I have no interest in Rowan or his
little gang of misfits. Although the tall cowboy with the nice ass is more to
my liking."
    Susan felt heat rise into her cheeks,
not the same kind of heat she'd felt when she’d first laid eyes on Josiah. No
this heat caused the muscles in her arms to constrict and every hateful word
possible rest heavy on her tongue. She wanted to snatch the woman by the hair
and drag her ass from the bar and offer her up as a sacrifice to the drunks
littering the parking lot. Susan had no right to feel that way, not when it
came to Josiah. Hell, she just met him herself, but the thought of Erin even
looking at him suddenly sent bile rising into her throat. For all Susan knew,
Josiah might just get off on being with a woman like Erin. She knew absolutely
nothing about him, other than that he threw off a sexual vibe that made her
want to shimmy out of her panties quicker than a pig jumps in the mud. And
while Susan stood contemplating what to do with Erin, visions of her and Josiah
making use of mud in the most primal way danced around in her mind. Damn it,
she knew she should just step aside and let Josiah make his own choice with
regards to Erin, but all the pent up anger Susan had in that moment and all the
pain Erin had caused wouldn't give her the leeway to do so.
    "Ahh, see that's not
happening," Susan said leaning in toward Erin.
    "Whatever. Just move out of my way.
Don't you have someone to go throw yourself at near the men’s bathroom? That’s
more to your liking, isn’t it? From the looks of Mr. Cowboy there, he has
better taste than to even allow you to breathe on him."
    Those few words pushed Susan beyond any
coherent thought process and before she could mentally adjust her approach to
the situation, her hands clenched into tight fists and she threw out a right
hook landing against Erin's cheek, sending her flying a few feet and landing on
her pious ass. Susan stood for what seemed like hours, a smirk on her face, and
satisfaction oozing from her pores. She took two long strides towards Erin, her
hands still clinched in tight fists and resting at her sides. Erin struggled to
get up as the crowded bar suddenly began to part like the Red Sea. As Susan
prepared for a battle, the muscles in her legs and arms shook from the
adrenaline shooting through her body. Susan felt a strong arm wrap around her waist
and swing her around. Her eyes tried to focus as the bar blurred from the
movement, the Corona she’d just downed threatening to make a hasty exit.
    "Whoa, little lady," Josiah's
deep hypnotic voice drowned out the music overhead and filled her ears as he
released her and placed his body between her and Erin.
    "You bitch," Erin spat as two
men were helping her to her feet. Erin pulled herself free of their grips,
pushing at them without hesitation and launched herself toward Susan.
    Susan ducked under Josiah’s outstretched
arms and found a fist full of Erin’s hair, yanking until she had Erin on her
ass again. Erin’s fingernails dug into the skin at her wrists, the pain
shooting up her arm weakening her grip and she could do nothing else but
release her hold on her. Susan gave a swift kick between her shoulder blades. Erin
pushed herself from the dirty bar floor quicker than Susan expected and pushed
at her shoulders, sending Susan stumbling backwards. Josiah just as quickly
caught her before she found herself in the same predicament Erin had just been
in.
    "Enough, Erin!" Rowan's voice
filled the space between them. "This is not the place or the time."
    "You need to let Ms. Sleep Around
know that. She's the one going all possessive over him and getting her panties all
twisted," she said with a jerk of her head in Josiah's direction, pressing
her palm to the cheek where