Confrontation

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At least there weren’t ten of them. Only four. That meant they were technically only outnumbered by one. But Bree wasn’t really going to be able to handle any of them, and then there was the fact that she had her guitar to protect. Trent’s response didn’t help matters. “Hell, yeah, I will. You should know not to talk to a lady like that, you drunk bastard.” Bree just stared at him. What had gotten into him? How much had he had to drink? She didn’t think he’d drank too much, but maybe she hadn’t counted beers right or he’d been drinking shots or something while she was backstage. “Let’s just calm down for a minute,” Zach said, stepping around her. “Let’s let the lady get to her vehicle. There’s no point in her getting mixed up in this.” “Why not? It was her t**s I wanted to see, not his

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