I smiled at him. "I don't like my hair to be touched, thanks. My man gets pretty jealous."
"Your man doesn't have a property vest on you, so he must not be your man," the biker countered, reaching forward.
Before he could get his hand to my hair, though, the bathroom door opened, and the woman that'd been holding up the line spilled out.
She looked green around the gills, and I wondered if she'd been puking in here, and would need it soon.
Hopefully not.
Though I'd gotten fast at changing my bags, I wasn't a master at it. It took time that I didn't always have, and in this instance, with all those ladies waiting outside, I knew I'd make a muck of it.
It all went smoothly and I finished as fast as I could. Though I still guessed it was longer than anyone would've imagined.
Thankfully, there was a commotion in the hallway, and when I came out, they were all focused on the big biker rather than me.
The unfortunate thing was that he was bowing his chest up to Sean, who was trying to get into the bathroom behind the biker that was barring his way.
"Get the fuck out of the way, man. I have to take a piss."
"No," Big Biker, BB for short, denied. "You don't deserve to use the restroom."
He didn't deserve to use the restroom? What the fuck?
"You can use the women's," I drawled, trying to break the heated discussion I could see on the road to deterioration. "I'm all done."
Sean's eyes didn't come off of BB, but BB's eyes turned to me.
"Darlin'," BB drawled. "I would love to come in there with you."
BB wasn't hard on the eyes. He was tall, six foot or so. Brown hair, brown eyes, a long angular nose. Bushy eyebrows and a beard that was actually quite pleasant.
What wasn't pleasant was the vibe I was getting off of the man.
He just rubbed me the wrong way, and I didn't want to go anywhere near him.
"No thank you," I said, slipping around the men. "Sean, come with me."
Sean didn't budge until I was past him. The moment I was, he started backing away.
As I turned and moved toward the end of the hall, I was unsurprised to find the rest of the Dixie Wardens at our backs. During the ride, they'd always been close. And thank God they were now, too.
Because I was fairly sure it would only take a single word from BB and Sean would lose it.
My fear-filled eyes latched onto Big Papa, Sean's father, and I gestured with my eyes and head for him to get his ass in gear.
His mouth twitched and his eyes warmed.
He did follow directions, though.
With a few steps in our direction, he broke the spell with one growled word.
"Sean."
Sean twitched, backed up, and then turned to the side so he could see his father.
I flinched.
Not only could his father see his face, but I could, too. And it was terrible.
He was angry. Very angry.
And his hands were clenched so tightly into fists that they were bloodless.
Something terrible was going on behind those eyes, and I knew that it couldn't be just about fighting with that man. And if it had been, there'd been more said than just the words I'd heard after coming out of the bathroom.
"Sean?"
Sean's eyes, filled with anger, turned to me.
It took him all of three seconds before he closed his eyes, seemed to come to some sort of understanding, and took a step forward.
Only to come up short when BB decided to take his drunk ass a step too far and launch himself at Sean.
Sean didn't even hesitate.
One second he was walking away, and the next he was hammering a vicious punch into BB's face.
BB went down like a stone, right at Sean's feet. He was out like a freakin' light.
The men around us, as well as the women still standing in the bathroom line, stared in stunned silence for all of five seconds before cheers erupted.
"He's drunk," one said.
"He better be drunk. Even I wouldn't mess with a man that big," another added.
"That rocker on the man's back was enough to deter me from doing anything," one more butted in.
I stared at Sean as he angrily stomped away, pushing through his own brothers and not saying a word as he went.
"Uhh," I hesitated.
Imogen held out her hand, and I walked forward.
She tagged me around the wrist and pulled me to Tally, who was trying really hard not to smile.
Tally started giggling.
"I've never seen him that mad!"
"Tommy would be mad as hell, too, had he said words about you like that man said about Naomi," Imogen whispered.
"I thought he was going to do a lot worse than just hit him," Verity added in her two cents. "Did you hear that part about BB and Sean sharing her?"