porch step. She watched the townspeo

with pure judgment. Fingers pointed, and whispered insul

the doorframe. Her face twisted in raw

g acrylic nails dug viciously into Eleanor

lly drag Eleanor off the porch to humi

eak the hold. But Tiffany's grip was

aned down. She clamped her teeth over Tiff

iately released Eleanor's arm, stumbling back

den display of raw, animalistic violen

rom her mouth. She wiped her lips with the

t of the crowd. He puffed out his broad chest,

ned finger directly at the dark do

ght a lesson for touching a local girl!

es. He played the role of the tow

first wooden stair, fully intending to

her stance, blocking the narrow d

aside, Eleanor. Let

d in the eye. "Back off

ing sound. "Since when do yo

eep into her lungs, ensuring every single

re officially dating,

tunned silence. The crickets in the

arrogant smirk vanished, replaced by a

hand, stared at Eleanor as if the ot

privately for months," Eleanor

r their shocked faces. "Is it a crime for a cou

e veins in his thick neck bulged with jealous rag

tep up the wooden stairs. "M

ield an inch. "Touching me is ass

ck over his shoulder at the crowd, s

r voice cut sharply through the n