“Listen here, you fake, sorry ass, little hussy! You ever talk dirty about my man again, and you ain’t gonna have the ability to threaten to sue me! I’ll knock every one of those fake-ass teeth out of that good-for-nothing mouth of yours!” I scream as Ash takes me out of the bar, through the hall, and into the elevator. “Are you going to put me down?” I ask once the elevator doors close. “Not a chance in hell,” he mutters. “I’ve seen how fast you can run.”
