“No. Absolutely not. This isn’t a job for a woman.” I reared back in Josh’s arms. Overhead, I heard my boyfriend suck in a sharp breath and then let it out with the kind of ooh noise better suited for a playground. He let go of me with one hand and held it out in front of me. “This is the part where you take your earrings out, right?” he said. “I can hold them for you while you beat his ass.” I craned sideways to look at him. “What about not resorting to violence in front of the baby?” Josh’s expression was stoic. “I changed my mind. Sometimes, examples must be made.”
