Nostrils flared and Colt’s hard gaze took in the rest of the rabble, eyeing Frank’s two wingmen sharply. The image of Mina being so roughly manhandled was too fresh in his mind and as Frank’s buddies helped the bleeding man back up, Colt’s blood simmered. His tone left no argument to be made, even as Mina folded herself under his wing and tried to cool heads with a gentle tease. No. He wouldn’t have it, nor would these stupid fucks start something. Frank was a dickhead, but he wasn’t man enough to go toe to toe with the towering Colton. [color=#c10300]“Danny!”[/color] He’d snap, calling his second to the forefront.[color=#c10300] “Get the Rookie to run the drinks. Mina’s staying at the bar the rest of the night. Got it?” [/color]
His arm draped over her and Colt gently turned her out of the scene and behind him, gaze remaining on the now retreating fools. [color=#c10300]“I catch you harassing her like that again, a broken nose is going to be the least of your worries.”[/color] It wasn’t a threat, it was a promise and one Colt didn’t make light of. [color=#c10300]“Rest of the boys know fucking manners, now you get your ass cleaned up and in the stables. I don’t want to see your bloody ballsack, mug for a face till we leave tomorrow.”[/color] Two others of his crew had now began urging the lads to go back and slowly the rest began to mind their own fucking business.
Eventually Colt let her take his hand, turning away from the scene towards the back of the bar. His grip over hers was firm, safe though, not restraining her from taking it if she wished. It would take some time for his usual aloof and jesting self to return, instead he tucked a lock of her hair back that had been skewed in the tussle. [color=#c10300]“Sorry Mina, but you should’ve shouted. Anyone fucks with you in a way you don’t like, they fuck with me.”[/color] Shit. [color=#c10300]“Not in that way,”[/color] fuck, him and his mouth, [color=#c10300]“you know what I mean. That weren’t proper.” [/color]
He’d let out an awkward scoff, letting her lead him back towards the bar itself. [color=#c10300]“Besides that shit show, how’s it going?” [/color]
His arm draped over her and Colt gently turned her out of the scene and behind him, gaze remaining on the now retreating fools. [color=#c10300]“I catch you harassing her like that again, a broken nose is going to be the least of your worries.”[/color] It wasn’t a threat, it was a promise and one Colt didn’t make light of. [color=#c10300]“Rest of the boys know fucking manners, now you get your ass cleaned up and in the stables. I don’t want to see your bloody ballsack, mug for a face till we leave tomorrow.”[/color] Two others of his crew had now began urging the lads to go back and slowly the rest began to mind their own fucking business.
Eventually Colt let her take his hand, turning away from the scene towards the back of the bar. His grip over hers was firm, safe though, not restraining her from taking it if she wished. It would take some time for his usual aloof and jesting self to return, instead he tucked a lock of her hair back that had been skewed in the tussle. [color=#c10300]“Sorry Mina, but you should’ve shouted. Anyone fucks with you in a way you don’t like, they fuck with me.”[/color] Shit. [color=#c10300]“Not in that way,”[/color] fuck, him and his mouth, [color=#c10300]“you know what I mean. That weren’t proper.” [/color]
He’d let out an awkward scoff, letting her lead him back towards the bar itself. [color=#c10300]“Besides that shit show, how’s it going?” [/color]
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