She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not (The American Soldier Collection 8)

Moira stepped forward, giving Ray Ann the evil eye. “I don’t recall anyone inviting you to this conversation. No one is interested in what you have to say,” Moira stated toward Ray Anne.

Ray Ann looked right at Ellie. “Take some advice from a woman who knows, you don’t want to waste your time with Hunter, not unless you’re into being a Good Samaritan.”

“Cool it, Ray Ann,” Justice said, raising his voice. For some reason Ellie didn’t like this woman one bit at all. Also, one look at the four brothers, and she could see the hatred, especially from Hunter.

“Take a walk,” Sam told Ray Ann. When he took Moira’s arm to lead her away to probably avoid a situation, Ray Ann shot nasty daggers at Hunter and then toward Donella.

“You’re a pretty little thing. He’ll eat you alive, one legged or not,” Ray Ann said with such venom.

Moira pulled from Sam’s embrace.

“You better take a hike. He’s a marine. You don’t deserve to even be in this place.”

Ray Ann flicked her fingers at Moira as Sam pulled her back.

Ellie thought that if Hunter did have only one good leg that it was pretty damn despicable for Ray Anne to make such a comment. Moira had a soft spot for any injured soldier, never mind one who reminded her of Caprio. Ellie was feeling pretty protective herself right now as she looked at Hunter and saw both the rage and the sadness. It touched her heart.

“What’s the matter, Hunter, going after little mice you can boss around to make yourself feel more like a man?”

“That’s enough. Get out of here, Ray Ann,” another man stated. By the similar features and green eyes of Hunter, Ellie thought he was a brother. She also realized that the blonde woman was calling her a mouse.

“Who are you calling a mouse?” Ellie asked, feeling her own annoyance with this stupid woman get under her skin.

“Ignore her,” Hunter whispered from behind her. Ellie looked at him again, and couldn’t help but care.

The blonde looked her over, her eyes zeroing in on her breasts, which were at least three sizes bigger than the blonde’s.

“You better like it on top. Soldier boy only has one leg, so you’ll have to do all the work in bed.”

The shock and disgust that filled Ellie’s heart was instant, and being one to sometimes react without really thinking things through, she tossed the contents of her glass right at Ray Anne’s chest.

Ray Ann gasped as Sam released her arm to move out of the way.

“Why, you little bitch. How dare you?” she screeched, drawing more attention to them.

Ellie stepped forward and pointed at Ray Ann. “No. How dare you? You don’t belong in here. You belong outside with the rest of the trash,” Ellie told her and the bar erupted in cheers, taunting Ray Ann and booing her out of the place.

Ellie was so embarrassed, but also so fired up, that she was shaking.

“Ellie that was awesome. I’ve never seen you so pissed off and ready to fight. You may not even need those self-defense classes we talked about,” Moira stated.

“Self-defense classes?” Justice asked, as Hunter turned away from them and sat down on the barstool.

“Yes, she needs them, or at least she does if a fight was to get physical,” Moira added.

Justice and his two other brothers stared at her, looking her over. She nibbled her bottom lip and held Justice’s gaze.

“A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t have to get into any physical confrontations,” Justice told her.

“Sam, I hope you were going to tell these lovely ladies about our private self-defense training groups Justice and I do.”

“Those aren’t for civilians, Mace,” Hunter barked from behind her.

“We’ve done special favors before. For friends, that is,” Mace said and then winked.

“By the way, I’m Mace and this is Seno.” Mace introduced him and his other brother.

She smiled. “Ellie, and nice to meet you.”