Neither one heard the truck pull up. Neither one heard the growl coming out of Slaton until he pulled Eaton back and pushed him away from Brenna. Eaton stumbled in confusion and managed to get his footing. Slaton positioned himself in front of Brenna. His body was tense and ready to pounce if the wrong move was made. Both fists were clenched ready for action.
“What do you think you're doing?" Slaton's face was full of fury. When he pulled in and saw Eaton kissing Brenna, it was more than he could bear. All he saw was red. Seeing Eaton with her and with his head down kissing her was not what he had expected to see.
Eaton's eyes narrowed. “I was admitting defeat, but it seems from your actions that you don't want the fight to end." He looked hard at Slaton. “Which I'm more than willing to
