It was such a rush
that it wasn’t until everything had calmed and they were all in the training
room again that Hector thought of Charlee again. Even then he’d still been busy
listening to Noah’s take on the fight when something Santos said hit him like an
electric current.
“Did you see
Nestor trying to talk to the red head?” Santos laughed then said something in a
lowered voice.
“What was that?”
Hector asked moving away from Noah, and the guys and toward Santos. Santos
looked at him confused. “What did you just say?”
Santos smiled
again. “About Nestor?”
“Yeah,” Hector
already felt irritated and he didn’t even hear the second part but whatever it
was Santos found it amusing as shit.
“He’s out there
hitting on some red head.”
“Right now?” The hair on the back of his neck was instantly at attention.
Santos nodded.
“Last I saw—”
“Is she with
another girl?” Hector started walking before Santos even answered. “A blonde
one?” The odds of there being more than one red head out there were slim but
they did have a big crowd tonight.
“Yeah, they’re
like the only two white chicks out there. Why? You know them?”
Ignoring Santos, Hector rushed around some
more guys coming into the training room. He needed to warn Charlee about
Nestor. Just then Nestor walked into the training room smiling big. This was
even better. He’d warn Nestor about Charlee.
Nestor smiled at
Hector. “Looks like I’ll be getting laid tonight.”
“You think so?”
Hector asked already feeling the urge to slam Nestor against the wall.
“Oh yeah,” Nestor
continued smiling big.
Nestor almost
walked past him but Hector stepped in front of him. “And what makes you think
that?”
Nestor backed up a
step pinching his brows. “Because I just invited some chicks to a keg party
tonight and they said they’d be there.” What had turned into a somewhat
defensive expression eased into a smirk and Nestor added. “Hell, I may even
have me a twofer.”
“Really?” Hector
did his best to sound as calm as he could. “The red head you were talking to
out there?”
Nestor’s smiled. “Yeah,
Charlee.”
Just hearing him
say her name made Hector want to punch him in the throat. “Charlee is my friend
which means she’s off limits to you.” He turned to the other guys who were
listening also and raised his voice a notch. “To all of you.”
Nestor began to
frown pushing Hectors agitation to another level. Speaking louder and
more demanding he took a step closer to Nestor. “You have a problem with
that, Nestor?”
Abel Noah and Gio
were now looking at them too and everyone in the entire the training room got quiet.
“Nah, man,” Nestor
said glancing around as if he’d just realized who he was talking to. “I just
didn’t know—”
“Well, now you do.
And stay away from her friend while you’re at it.” Hector wasn’t even sure why
he added that last part but Drew was Charlee’s friend and for that reason alone
he didn’t want this asshole taking advantage of her either.
Nestor stared at him
for a little too long without saying anything. The tension in the room was so thick now
it was a living thing and at the moment it held its breath. Hector saw Abel making a move toward them. No one knew
Hector better than Abel. If Nestor so much as said the wrong thing right now
shit was going down because Hector’s patience was spent. This guy either agreed
right now or Hector would make him.
Nestor gave him a
very stiff nod before turning to Santos then back to Hector. “You got it.”
Hector stared at him hard. He didn’t trust Nestor as far as he could heave
him and the way Hector felt right then he could probably fling Nestor clear
across the room. 
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