......Sandy came out of the Sports Center dressed in leotards and sweatshirt. She had been working out, and she was sweating. Dave noticed her sharp figure. He liked what he saw. About to step forward, he noticed Eddie Jensen, thirty years old, come around the building to Sandy. Slight of build, Eddie was sly, slick, and dominant in his moves. Sandy and Eddie started arguing. Then Eddie grabbed her shaking her.
Sandy was becoming upset. "How much did you lose this time?" Sandy knew he was a compulsive gambler.
"I'll win it back. Who was that guy I saw you with Tuesday night?"
"A client." Her head and eyes were down. She knew he could
get emotional and physical. She was trying to shield herself. "He wants to lose 20 pounds. Just leave me alone, Eddie." She was fighting him.
"It's me and you kiddo. Don't forget that." The 30 year old lost his temper quickly and poked Sandy in the breast.
"Leave her alone." Dave approached them.
"Who are you?" Eddie was quick to turn on him.
“A friend. The lady asked you to leave.”
Their dark eyes were hard on each other. Stepping back Tara watched to see what would happen.
“She’s my lady.” Eddie’s long nose wrinkled and his dark brown eyes furrowed closer together in anger.
“You don’t own me, Eddie.” Sandy was getting upset and tensed pouting.
“We love each other.” Eddie was sure and turned on Sandy.
Cocking his head, Dave was waiting for her to say something. When she didn’t, Dave’s shoulders went down in disappointment.
At a loss, Sandy’s blue eyes were rolling around trying to think of something to say. She thought Dave was nice looking and strong. She felt herself drawn to his dark brown eyes.
With her arms folded, Tara was rubbing her chin waiting for something to happen.
“Sandy.” Eddie turned on her with a low disappointed voice. “Tell him to piss off. Come on.” Eddie had noticed Sandy and Dave’s eyes on each other, and didn’t like it. He took Sandy’s arm and tried to lead her off.
Sandy backed off trying to get away from him. Then Dave grabbed Eddie’s arm pulling him away from Sandy.
“Leave her alone.” Dave didn’t want to make a scene, but he wasn’t going to let anyone push Sandy around.
“Butt out!” Eddie snapped in Dave’s face. His low brows and his eyes narrowed in anger. “She belongs to me.”
“Eddie. Wait a minute. Please.” Sandy couldn’t believe two men were fighting over her.
Eddie was ready to pull Sandy away, when Dave’s fist and jaw clenched. Quickly he swung at Eddie catching him hard on the jaw sending him to the ground.
It startled Sandy and Tara. Rolling over, Eddie felt his stinging jaw. He picked himself up and ran off. Eddie ran around a building and collided with Walter. He was a big husky man in his forties.
Walter had his big hands clutching Eddie hard. “Eddie my boy. Got the credit?”
“I will Wally. Honest.” Rubbing his jaw, Eddie’s eyes were rolling. He was in trouble and wasn’t sure what to do.
“Don’t call me that.” Walter snapped quickly. “It’s Walter. And you better get the diamonds from Price, or you could be in big trouble.” Walter slapped him lightly on the jaw and walked off.
Sighing, Eddie clenched his fists and teeth. He threw his head back wiping his dark wavy hair back in place.
On the other side of the building, Sandy and Tara were staring at Dave. Not believing what he had done, Dave was staring at his hands.
“Thank you.” Sandy finally broke into a smile showing her dimples.
“Dave. This is Sandy Bradshaw. Sandy, Dave Hunter.” Tara introduced them.
Not caring about Tara, Sandy and Dave were smiling at each other.
“Sandy. Would you show Dave around? I have a meeting.” Tara smirked at them. Sandy was nodding, so Tara walked off.
“How do you like Paradise Valley?” Sandy inquired.
“Better. Much better.” They couldn’t keep their eyes from each other. “He doesn’t seem your type.”
“Who?” Sandy only saw his bright brown eyes.
“That-----guy. Eddie, you called him.” Dave spoke slow and cautious worried about her intentions.
“Just----“ She shrugged. “A friend.” Her voice was confident and reassuring.
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