A good hour later, Blaze and Kevin were escorting the women from the bar. He hadn’t even made it to the truck when the brunette, Deirdre, he thought she’d said her name was, pressed her body up against his and raised her thigh. He caught her, ran his palm up along her leg to under her dress, and squeezed her ass.
She kissed him, plunged her tongue between his teeth and basically attacked him right there.
In a flash she was unzipping his pants and grabbing a hold of his cock. He knew she wanted it. Hell, he could take her right there. But suddenly the sound of a diesel engine filtered through the air. Bright lights illuminated the parking lot, and Blaze looked at Kevin, who was already coming inside the brunette he’d picked up. He had her pressed against the car next to them.
“Deirdre, you fucking bitch. I’ll kill that asshole.”
Three big guys got out of the truck. The one who’d called Deirdre’s name was tapping a baseball bat against his palm.
“Butch, what are you doing here?”
“I came looking for you. You haven’t answered any of my calls,” Butch said.
“Well, that’s because we’re through. I told you that.”
“No, we ain’t through. But these guys are.”
Blaze moved Deirdre aside.
“We’re not looking for any trouble, man,” Kevin said as he zipped up his pants and stepped closer to Blaze.
“Why don’t you get back into your truck and talk with Deirdre tomorrow? She’s busy right now,” Blaze said and pulled the brunette up against him, lifting her skirt, exposing her ass and his fingers trailing back and forth against her crack.
“I don’t think so, asshole,” Butch said and then attacked.
It was just what Blaze needed, to mess some cowboys up and get rid of the rage he was feeling inside. He ducked and swung. Took a few shots to his face, to his side. Two on one and Kevin with another. Blaze just kept swinging and beating the guy down until the sound of sirens filled the air. A moment later he was being ordered to stop. But he couldn’t. He wanted to kill. He wanted to cause as much pain as possible.
The Taser hurt like a son of a bitch as it hit his body, sending him into a convulsive state.
He fell to the ground. Wound up handcuffed and arrested. All the while his thoughts on Cassidy.
Nothing can take away this pain. Nothing, no one. I need you, Cassidy. I’ll find you, and we’ll be together forever.
* * * *
Cassidy had made plans to leave after the weekend and the parade. Gia had contacted her through Red and wanted to attend the parade together then a barbecue at Casper’s afterward. She accepted, but first she needed to touch base with Lynn again. She wanted to see if Blaze was still harassing her and whether or not he’d left to look for Cassidy.
She glanced around in the parking lot and saw the walkway entrance to the park. She walked down the path and headed toward the pond and an area overlooking it. She pulled out another burner phone and made the call.
“Oh God, Cassidy, I’m so glad that you called. I was hoping you would soon,” Lynn said.
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Cassidy’s heart pounded inside of her chest. “Is everything okay? What happened?”
“A lot in the last week. Maybe you’re safe for a while longer.”
“What do you mean?”
“Blaze was arrested two days ago and charged with assault and some other charges like resisting arrest and slugging a police officer at the police station. There was a bar fight he and Kevin got into. It was on the news today.”
“Oh God, did anyone get hurt?”
“The two guys he beat up. They’re pressing charges against him too. Some woman said she and Blaze were making out in the parking lot, and the boyfriend and his friends showed up. I’d say he’s moved on.”
“I guess so, if he was really with someone else. Can you find out if the police are going to keep him in jail or set bail?”
“They set bail at a preliminary appearance. A hundred thousand. They feel he’s a threat to other people. The judge was tough.”