“Leave them be, mama. My men won’t hurt them.” I channeled my inner resting bitch face and gave him a once-over. Short cropped blonde hair, blue eyes, and a ruggedly handsome face. He looked like a girl's wet dream, and he knew it. “You should teach your men some manners,” I retorted, keeping my focus on Meredith and her friends. “Right now, they’re about as charming as a swarm of mosquitos at a picnic.”
