The guy glares at me, but then steps back.
That rage inside of me sharpens. Typical piece of shit guy. He ignores Micah setting a boundary because she’s a woman and he doesn’t see her as threatening. But when I give him that same boundary, he accepts it. Because I’m a man.
The guy tells me to fuck off as he walks off with one of his friends.
Micah turns to me. “Thanks for getting rid of that guy.”
“Baby, how about a body shot?” a different guy says to Kendall.
I spin around and see him grinning up at her like a creep.
Jordan glares at him. “Get lost.”
Kendall smiles and claps her hands. “I love body shots!”
Now that I’m closer to her, I can see just how unsteady her movements are. Her eyes are cloudy and unfocused. She’s not shitfaced, but she’s drunk enough not to realize everything that’s going on around her.
The guy ignores Jordan and steps up closer to the bar.
He touches Kendall’s leg. “How ‘bout I lick some tequila off that hot little body, baby?”
I instantly see red. It’s barely a second before I close the space between the body shot creep and me.
“Fuck off,” I mutter.
He glowers at me. “Who the hell invited you, cock block. I saw her first. She’s mine.”
I don’t move. “The fuck she is.”
He moves like he’s going to hit me, but years of hockey fighting have trained me well. I block his hand with my arm, then shove him. He stumbles and falls into the sand.
“Motherfucker,” he mutters as he tries to get up. I brace myself for a fight, but one of the resort workers rushes over to us.
“No fighting!” he barks before he looks up at Kendall. “And no more dancing on the bar.”
Jordan and Micah walk up to Kendall and try to coax her down, but she’s so out of it, she just laughs.
“I’ll handle it.” I grab Kendall and throw her over my shoulder. She squeals.
“I’m gonna take her back to her room.”
“That’s probably a good idea,” Micah says. “Thanks, Liam.”
“I didn’t think she drank that much,” Jordan says.
“She’s small. Alcohol hits her harder. And faster,” I say.
“Shuddup, I’m not small,” Kendall mutters.
Aidan and Jason return with a container of churros. They take in the scene: a random guy groaning in pain on the sand and Kendall hauled over my shoulder.
“Woah…” Aidan murmurs.
Jason’s eyes are wide. “Uh…what’d we miss?”
“We’ll explain,” Micah says.
I tell everyone goodnight and carry Kendall in the direction of her room.
