Free A Second Chance at love The Rocker Girls Series by Jennifer Byars

climbing out after him. Win had come out and now
had the guy by the shirt, staring angrily down at him.
    “ What the fuck, man!” the
guy yelled.
    Win threw him against the van, and was
one hundred percent scary when he spoke. “You don’t fucking touch
her! Now get the hell out of here before I lose my fucking cool!”
he said, shaking. The guy looked at her and at Win, and swore
before he shook off Win and left.
    “ What the hell is your
problem?” Ad yelled at him, pushing his massive frame. He looked
down at her and her untucked shirt, her skirt out of place, and
growled.
    “ You were going to let that
fucker have you? What were you thinking?” he fumed.
    She pushed him again and this time he
took hold of her wrist so she wouldn’t push him again. “I was
thinking I was going to get laid! That’s what the hell I was
thinking!” she screamed up at him.
    He took her wrists, pulling them over
her head and pushing her against the van. “If you just want to get
fucked, I would service you any time you want me to, angel,” he
told her, rubbing himself against her. He put one thigh in between
her legs.
    She glared up at him since she couldn’t
move her arms to smack him. “You already looked busy with your
skanks. I didn’t want to interrupt you,” she seethed.
    “ I would’ve stopped long
enough for you to win your five-minute bet. Then returned to them
and given them what they wanted of me.” He laughed a deep rumbling
chuckle.
    She hated to be talked to like that,
and she didn’t deserve to have some man-whore judge her. If he
didn’t have her pinned against the van she would’ve kneed him in
the balls. But at this moment she couldn’t move… “I didn’t go after
a man-whore that needs to screw multiple women at a time to prove
something to himself. That just doesn’t interest me. Thanks, but no
thanks!” she told him disgustedly.
    He glared down at her. “And
what you were about to do with that stupid fuck, him feeling you up
and getting ready to fuck you on a bet. Doesn’t that make you a whore?” he growled
at her.
    She sucked in a breath and could feel
her lip tremble. “You don’t know me. You have no idea who I am or
what I’ve been through. And I don’t have to explain shit to you!”
she hissed, but tears started to roll down her face.
    South came up behind Win, looking over
at her pinned to the van, tears rolling down her face. “Shit, man,
just let her go,” he said, trying to talk some sense into him. But
Win didn’t move, he just stood there staring down at
her.
    She took a deep breath, trying to calm
herself and the situation she now found herself in. Her head
dropped and she looked at his chest. “I’m very sorry I upset you.
Just please don’t hurt me,” she whispered.
    There was something in his eyes when he
finally let go of her. He stood there just looking at her, then
quickly he turned and stomped off, taking his keys out of his
pocket, and headed for his truck.
    Addison fell back against the van,
laying her head back and looking at the stars, just trying to catch
her breath. South came up to her. “Hey, are you all right?” he
asked her, but she couldn’t keep the tears from coming.
    Soon they were flowing freely and she
covered her face with her hands as a sob escaped her. South took
her in his arms, holding her close. “Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay. I
know Win can be a pain in the ass but he never would’ve hurt you,”
he whispered in her hair.
    Her arms came out, hugging him to her,
and she felt South’s head look up when a vehicle peeled out of the
parking lot. “Well, this was a lot of fucking fun,” he mumbled in
her hair, and then put his arm around her, taking her to his
Camaro.
    “ I’m going to take you
home. Are you okay with Andy taking home your sister?”
    “ Yeah, she should be fine.
Just let her know I’m going home,” she sniffled.
    He nodded, heading back inside. He came
back a couple of minutes later, opened the car door and put