Kya
"What are you doing?"
It was not hard to figure out where Fenton was. The luncheon was on hold while a crowd gathered outside a small side office.
I pushed past Sienna's camera crew and stood frozen in the doorway. Jackson had Fenton in a headlock as Fenton pounded at his mid-section. Jackson's face was red with pain and exertion, but he was not letting go. Neither man stopped when I cried out.
"Kev, do something," I said. I ran into the room but did not know how to approach the scuffling men.
"Like get punched in the face? No thanks," Kev said.
"Can't you stop them?" I asked Sienna.
She gave a pale smile. "What I should do is get the cameras rolling."
"Of course," I said. I jumped forward and grabbed Jackson's arm. He ignored my nails digging into his forearm until I almost drew blood.
Fenton stopped punching as soon as I drew near and held his hands out to the sides, palms open. "I'm done. I'm done with him."
Jackson released his neck and they shoved away from each other.
"What is going on?" I asked the room at large.
"You've never seen two guys fighting over a woman?" Sienna asked. She fluffed up her bleach blonde hair and pinched color back into her cheeks.
Jackson gave Sienna a smile, despite his shortness of breath. "Yeah, that's it. Sienna and I were having a little private time away from the cameras and your mad dog here busted in the door. Couldn't stand to see someone else with Sienna, I guess."
"You had your chance," Sienna told Fenton.
"Just jealousy," Jackson said.
I turned to Fenton, but all he said was, "Why are you here?"
"See, jealousy," Jackson said. "She's here to finish up our business about the power tool endorsement. He just can't stand another guy getting any attention."
Fenton lunged at Jackson again, but I stepped between them. "You were fighting over Sienna?" I asked.
Fenton said nothing, only clenched his jaw, so Jackson spoke up. "I hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but Fenton here was yelling something about Sienna being his woman."
"That's not true," Kev said.
"Then, why did you two come here to talk to me?" Jackson asked.
Kev looked at Fenton and did not know what to say.
"Look, I hear you, but I believe women can choose for themselves," Jackson said.
Fenton stepped around me, but Kev jumped in to help. "It's time to go, Fenton. It doesn't matter. They've got their story and that's it."
"I don't understand," I said, looking to Sienna.
She waved her camera crew in. "I'm used to men fighting over me, next time, I'll leave the door open, so we get it all," She vamped for the now-rolling cameras. "Doesn't matter what happened, I always come out on top."
Kev caught my arm and started to pull me and Fenton toward the back door. "Don't believe her. She'll say anything to make herself look good. Same with your pretty boy there."
I yanked my arm free. "Then, tell me what happened."
"We came to talk to Jackson about you, remind him to keep it strictly business. He had Sienna cornered in the room and was trying to make her go farther than she wanted," Kev said.