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and into the parking lot.
    He walked around in front of the truck, up to my door, and opened it.
    “Gimme your fuckin’ purse,” he snarled as he held his hand out toward me.
    “Gimme that sum bitch or I’ll slap your mouthy little ass right here in the parking lot,” he growled through his clenched teeth as he spit tobacco juice into the parking lot by his feet.
    I handed him my purse.
    He opened my purse and looked inside. He reached into it, shuffled through the contents, and pulled out my Kindle.
    “This little motherfucker has become a problem. I know you talk to people on it. I know you do. Talk to people and read that fuckin’ filth,” he tossed it onto the asphalt beside his feet.
    “Josh, no. Please,” I begged.
    “What, afraid you ain’t gonna be able to reach your fuckin’ boyfriend? You little whore,” he snapped as he raised his boot over the Kindle.
    “Josh, no. I don’t have a boyfriend. And I don’t talk to people with that. I just use it to read. It’s my only way to escape,” I sobbed.
    “Escape? What the fuck you gotta escape? See? You always dig a hole,” he held his boot over the Kindle, raised his eyebrows, and spit again.
    “It’s that mouth Kace, always getting’ you in trouble. See? Now I gotta do this, and it’s your fault, you did it, not me,” he said as he stomped the screen of the Kindle with his boot.
    As he twisted his heel into the screen he shook his head.
    “I was gonna scare ya and give it back. Hell no, you had to pop off and get lippy. Hell, I’d have liked to had a good night and a fuckin’ movie. You just don’t seem to give a fuck about my feelings , Kace,” he said as he bent down to pick up the smashed Kindle.
    I looked down into my lap and wiped the tears from my face.
    “Everything alright?” an unfamiliar voice asked from my right side.
    I wiped my face and looked up through the opened truck door.
    Ohmygod.
    And there he stood - faded jeans, black boots, dark hair, sunglasses, and a black hoodie. He had his hands in his hoodie pockets and the hood half over his head. He quickly alternated glances between Josh and I. Slowly he pulled his hand from his pocket and removed his sunglasses. As he turned my direction his steel grey eyes met mine and he paused.
    I wanted him to help me. Save me from Josh and take me away.
    But.
    I said nothing.
    His face was covered in a few days growth of beard and was absolutely gorgeous. His jaw was tight and his facial features distinct. And. Those. Eyes.
    “Ain’t nobody talkin’ to you, slick,” Josh said.
    Slowly and methodically, the stranger turned from facing me to facing Josh.
    “Well, I was addressing both of you, asshole. But I suppose now I’m speaking to her . Are you alright?” his tone changed from stern to pleasant and soft as he turned from facing Josh to face me again.
    He studied my face.
    Although his mouth didn’t form one, his eyes smiled. The temperature in the truck rose a hundred degrees. I melted into my seat.
    I felt myself getting wet.
    Take me with you, please. Save me.
    I nodded.
    “Are you sure?” he asked again, softly.
    “Kace,” Josh said flatly.
    Quickly, he turned and looked at Josh. He stared at him for a long second. Josh looked at the ground. The stranger slowly turned back toward me.
    I nodded.
    The stranger turned to Josh, who was holding the smashed Kindle in his hand.
    “Ain’t your business, slick,” Josh said to the stranger as he looked down at the ground.
    “Well, as I was getting off my bike, I heard the word whore . I looked up, and then watched you stomping on that ,” the stranger said as he pointed to the Kindle.
    “And, I suppose as long as you’re done being an asshole, and she’s okay, you’re right. It’s not my business,” the stranger said as he walked around Josh slowly. His walk was unique. He had a certain swagger.
    His steel grey eyes never left Josh.
    “Well, she was bein’ disrespectful. We got in a pissin’ match. Like I said,