For those of you visiting my blog this is day 18 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge. Today’s corresponding letter is “R” Today I chose the names Rose and Rex.
Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar when you read.
Have a great day.
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She scooted the chair a bit closer to him, hoping he’d keep his word if trouble broke out. Rose had no idea why Rex wanted to bring her to the worst bar in five towns. It was known for having the law called to it twice a night for drunken brawls.
“Relax, Rose. I won’t let nothing hurt you. Promise.”
“Best not.” She scanned the area, taking note that the place was full of big, burly, men all wearing a black leather coat sporting a bear’s head. “Just what is this place suppose to be, anyway?”
“Duh.” Sometimes Rose wondered why she bothered to keep seeing Rex. He was a douche with little respect for women. “I was referring to all these biker coats.”
“Hush.” Rex snapped. “Don’t mention them or we will be in trouble.”
“Why would that . . .”
Rex scowled at her and shook his head. Rose knew then it was best if she shut her mouth. Things never boded well for her when he gave her his one raised eyebrow look. Last time she’d see it, she’d ended up with a busted lip.
Rose sat back and lowered her head and placed her hands in her lap. She’d became lost in her own silence when she heard a deep raspy voice.
“Sir.” Rex sounded tense, and he rarely called anyone sir, which might be why Rose looked up.
“Who’s the lovely lady with you?”
“The one you offered us.”
“Offered?” Rose was on her feet and kicked Rex’s chair before she even knew she’d moved. The guy Rex had been talking to took two large steps back. “You offered? What the . . .” Rose threw a punch with all her might, something she’d only done once or twice in her life. Both times had been right after her dad had tried to sell her for sex. The bastard had been a pig and it looked like Rose hadn’t learned her lesson well enough. She’d gone and fallen for another pig, but one difference she could leave this prick whenever she wanted to. She didn’t depend on him for a roof or food. She stepped over Rex and kicked him in the ribs as he doubled over whimpering. “Don’t ever come near me again or you’ll get ten times worse. We clear?”
Rex didn’t answer, but the guy he’d been speaking to did. “Miss Rose, he won’t be able to come near you after we are done with him.”
“What’s that . . . You know, never mind. I’m out.” She tugged her coat on and left without looking back.