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    I was a woman with little patience, and these were men with little brains. “These seats are taken.”
    “Well honey, they look pretty free to me.” He lifted his chin. “The more the merrier. I’m Sean, that’s John, and Matty’s the one with the beer gut. Have a seat, boys.”
    I moved to get up when Matty muscled his way in the booth, boxing me against the wall.
    Sunny reached for her clutch. “I’ve got pepper spray, so if you don’t beat it I’m going to—”
    Sean snatched the purse and tossed it to John who held it over his head.
    “Let’s be friendly. Didn’t your mother teach you to be polite?” Sean asked.
    “Give me back my purse.” She stood up and reached over Sean, trying to grab it. Little did she notice that Sean was getting a private tour of her assets.
    “Feisty one. I’d ask you to sit, but you’re giving me a lovely view, princess.” He curled his octopus hand around her waist and howled, “Always wanted a hellcat!”
    I leaned in and grabbed his wrist, prying it away. “Let go of her!”
    Matty’s fingers hooked in my jeans and yanked me back in my seat. I snapped my arm back, hitting him in the chest with my elbow and he wheezed, grabbing his sternum.
    There were pros and cons to being a Mage. The pro was that I could move and heal fast. The con? Well, that meant I couldn’t do any of these things around humans. Justus never taught me how to fight someone in a restaurant booth, either.
    “Give it to me!” she demanded.
    “You hear that, John? She wants you to give it to her,” he chuckled.
    Sunny may have been saucy with a lot of bite, but she fought like a girl, slapping him with the flat of her hands as he laughed.
    “Let go of me or I’m going to call the cops right now. Get your hands… off of me!” A few heads in the bar turned, but no one wanted to get involved.
    Almost no one.
    “You heard the lady,” a deep, gravelly voice barked.
    Sunny paused from her struggle, looking up with desperate eyes.
    Knox had John in a headlock and looked as immovable as a statue. I didn’t even see him coming, but he moved in quick and took control. He aimed his eyes at Sean like a firing squad, watching the hands that clutched her hips. Water streamed down his face from the rain outside, and his shoulders were speckled with it.
    “Remove your hands and I’ll let you keep them.”
    “This is none of your business,” Sean replied.
    “Walk out of here,” Knox warned, “because I only give one warning and you’re two seconds away from getting chin-checked.”
    Knox wasn’t looking for a physical confrontation. Knox was the physical confrontation. His skin stretched taut over hard muscle; a chisel couldn’t have broken through him.
    Adam yanked Matty out of the booth, pinning an arm high on his back as he flung him across the room. I managed to kick him in the rear with my heel, feeling a little embarrassed. It’s not that I minded a little chivalry, but I knew I could have handled the situation better, and I failed.
    Sean sized up the competition and threw out his hands in surrender. “We’re not looking for any trouble. We’re just having a little fun with these girls.”
    “I like fun,” Knox agreed, squeezing John’s neck between his arms until his face turned a frightening shade of purple. He signaled Adam with his eyes, as if they had their own language. Adam turned his back to watch Matty.
    “In fact, why don’t you join me outside for some fun ?” Knox suggested.
    Sean weighed his chances with Knox, which were slim to none on a good day. When he stood up, Knox took hold of the back of his neck and shoved him across the room. It wasn’t every day I saw a group of guys having a standoff, so it was interesting to see all the chest beating and tail tucking.
    Knox directed his focus on John, who was still wedged between his arms. His lips peeled back, and he leaned in close.
    “You should give the lady back her purse. That would be the right thing