profound-grunt

Shrugging, I glanced at Judd who was watching someone in the corner. When I looked back at Cooper, he was studying the hair in my eyes. __ou look tired,_ he said, reaching out to brush away the hair. Cooper__ hand never reached my face before Judd grabbed his wrist and yanked it away. In that instant, everything shifted. The men stepped closer, eyeballing each other as the heat of their anger became palatable. I thought to step between them and calm things before violence broke out. Then, I remembered when I tried to break up a fight between my uncle__ dogs. If Farah hadn__ pulled me out of the way, I__ have been mauled. That day, I learned if predators wanted to fight, you let them while staying as far back as possible. ____l let this go because it__ your woman,_ Cooper muttered, dark eyes still angry. __f you pull this shit again and it__ not your woman, you and I will have a problem._ Once Cooper walked away, Judd finally relaxed. I just stared at him as he led me to a booth because a group of old timers were at his table. Sitting next to him, I caressed his face, soothing him. He finally gave me a little grin. Suddenly, Vaughn appeared and took the spot across from us. __hy do you look so pissed off?_ __e almost went feral on Cooper for trying to touch me._ Vaughn gave us a lazy grin. __o losing his balls makes a man stupid, eh? Good to know. Just another reason to keep mine attached._ Judd exhaled hard. __ou wouldn__ want anyone touching your woman. One day, you__l know that despite your love affair with your balls._ __ man should love his balls,_ Vaughn said, still grinning. __hat if I touch her?_ he asked, his hand moving slowly towards my face. ____l stab you in the fucking eye._ Grinning, Vaughn put down his hand. __ou__e pretty damn sexy when you go drama queen, O__eefe._ __e is, isn__ he?_ I said, sliding closer to Judd. __ wish we were naked right now._ Both men frowned at me, but I only smiled and Judd adjusted in the booth as his jeans grew too tight. __top,_ he warned. ____ not afraid of you._ __ could make a liar of you._ __ou won__ though because you wish you were inside me._ Judd exhaled hard like a pissed bull and adjusted in the booth again. I just laughed and rested my head against his shoulder. __ so own you._ Vaughn nodded. __e__ a keeper. I remember how poetic he was when I asked him if he could imagine himself as an old man. He turned to me and grunted. Real profound grunt too. Oh, and once I asked if he ever imagined himself as a father. I kid you not, he burped. The man is fucking Shakespeare.