Bradley sized him up, detecting a touch of animosity in Lance’s demeanor. Squinting slightly, he probed, “Boyfriend?”

He recalled hearing that Bettie was single.

Bettie instinctively hid behind Bradley, gripping his sweater tightly.

Peeking out, she blurted, “He’s no boyfriend of mine! He’s a bad person who wants to grab me and sell me off, like to the ravines or something!”

Lance addressed Bettie. “Bettie, enough. I get you’re upset with me but you can’t just throw around accusations like that…”

Bradley stared at Lance with suspicion, retorting, “You’ve said enough.

not handing her over. Get out quickly, or I’ll get

in any illicit activity. More likely, he was

glasses. Lance looked intently into Bradley’s eyes and asked with intensity, “Who are you? Who gave you the right to choose if she should stay or go? Just so you know, I won’t leave her in the company

this guy be trying to take advantage of

clarified, “Bradley isn’t a stranger to me. He’s my

shot Lance a smug look, remarking,

retorted, sizing up Bradley. “She’s clearly drunk. She couldn’t

glares, the air thick

seemed ready to

guests were still in the private room. Bradley didn’t want to be away for too long, so he turned to Bettie and

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