Gravity: A Country Romance by McClendon Shayne

Author:McClendon, Shayne [McClendon, Shayne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Always the Good Girl LLC
Published: 2013-12-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Tina whistled and gave her a fist bump as Jo shooed her in the direction of Holden and the other men. She kept them in longnecks and wings while Jo took care of Holden.

A couple of men two tables over started getting rowdy. Park had already told them to quiet down once before and Jo had avoided them like the plague.

She knew Holden saw the taller man watching her all night, talking about her to his friend. He gradually tensed and she hoped he’d let her handle the situation.

The one that was trouble said loudly, “Well how nice. We gotta fight for our pitchers and that table gets two girls waitin’ on ‘em. Blondie…who do I need to fuck to get that kind o’ service?”

Calmly but firmly, Jo told him, “Dale, mind your manners. Tina and I are keeping your pitchers coming just the same.”

“You gonna come sit on my lap, Tina? We’ll talk about the first thing pops up.” Dale and his friend were proud of his cleverness, laughing in a way that drew attention.

Though Tina was several years older, she blushed hot in embarrassment.

They were used to rowdy customers but most of the men who came in knew there was a line and didn’t cross it. After years of living with Donna, men like Dale didn’t faze Jo. She knew they were weak and cowardly, trying to make themselves seem bigger.

Turning on her way to the bar, she walked to the pair slowly and put her hands on top of their table as she saw Holden stand in her peripheral vision.

“Let me tell you something, Dale. You’re loud, ignorant, and rude. There isn’t a woman in this bar interested in anything you’re offerin’.”

Dale muttered with a grin, “Your mama didn’t have no trouble with what I had to offer.” Holden stepped around his table.

Jo’s voice went low and anyone who really knew her understood the danger. The man in front of her didn’t know her at all. “You certainly weren’t anything special, Dale.”

“’Cause your mama was a cheap whore whatn’t worth a damn thing.”

One second Jo stood calmly. The next she’d kicked the stool from under the big man and had his shoulders pinned to the floor with her knees, a busted longneck at his throat. The entire bar went still and quiet. Park cut the jukebox.

“You think you’re so much better than my mama, Dale? You got how many kids? Nine? You don’t take care of even one. The fuckin’ state takes care of them because you’re a no-class son-of-a-bitch. You used my mama…that don’t make you any better than her.”

She tossed the bottle and punched him in the jaw, then again, coming from her chest like an old Army neighbor showed her once. “Mama said she had to pretend your dick was bigger than a cocktail frank.” She leaned close. “She had to be an excellent actress from what I heard.”

Holden lifted her off Dale and said her name when she almost swung on him.

His friends pulled the other man to his feet but kept their hands around his arms.

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