Laid Back Ride

Things Better Left Unsaid

* No the above photo has nothing to do with this chapter. But look at it!!!

Jenna watched as some little brunette walked away from the bar stool. Leaving it open she smiled at the thought of oh well free game. In the back of his mind Brantley groaned. Was he really going to have to break up a bar fight right now? The source being a woman who barely weighed 130 pounds on her best day?!

J... Brantley whispered tugging on her hand. Quickly snatching it back when he felt electric shoot up his arm. She whipped her head back as she looked at him. She shook her head before she continued her walk. Plopping right down on the bar stool beside him. She tapped him on the shoulder.

Dominic Westbrook. At 26 the man thought he was untouchable. You could just look at the man and know he suffered from a severe God like complex. Like the world owed him. Parents had money. So well. He thought he was something special.

He sighed. Seriously?! He muttered. Jenna he added dryly. Douche bag she responded looking at him. What the fuck did you say to Paige?! She looked at him intently not even daring of thinking to break eye contact. Then what he said Jenna wasn't even prepared for.

What I said to the mother of my child! Is none of your business. Jenna began laughing hysterically. Causing Brantley to pinch the bridge of his nose. Yep. He had met this woman not even 4 hours ago and he knew things were about to head south. Head south fast!

Your child?! She screamed YOUR!!! First off jack ass! My niece! My! Is none of your concern. You don't even get to know her fucking name! Hell to be even a half ass dad you would have to at least provide some financial support! You don't do shit! You won't ever do shit! And you won't ever be shit! Leave my sister alone. Period.

He smiled at her cockily. Or what Jenna? Seriously. You know she'll come back she always does he smirked. Jenna took a deep breath in. Biting down on her lips she picked up her twisted tea and before she realized what happened. She watched as his head was covered with it.

That was when he went to reach out for her. Jenna jumped back just as Dominic's arm twisted back behind his back.

Now son.. Brantley whispered. I really hope you weren't trying to reach out and touch her. You know what! I hope to God you weren't trying to grab her. He added a little bit of pressure. Locking his now black eyes on Jenna.

Have Kolby help you get your sister now! He knows what truck is mine. Now go. Excuse me?! Jenna yelled. Brantley looked down at her. Did I fucking stutter?? No! Go! Jenna looked at him. Okay okay! I'm going.