So, I made a promise that when I cracked the top #50 in Coming of Age, you’d get a deleted scene.  Here is one that took a lot of strength to cut but ultimately was in the best interest of the book! Please remember it is unedited!

“Listen, I got to go.  Thanks again for the dance.”  I turn to walk away.  I know who he is looking for and I am not about to let him find him.

“Maddy, why don’t I escort you back to your table?”  He grabs my wrist and I close my eyes, because this is not going to go as smoothly as I had hoped.

“Get your hands off her,” the deep voice speaks from behind me.  His breath tickles my neck and I smile out of uncomfortableness.

I quickly turn around, aggressively pulling my wrist out of Chris’s hands.  “Don’t do anything,” I say, putting both my hands on Gabe’s chest, but he stands firm.  I can feel the anger pouring off him.

“Maddy, please step out of the way,” he speaks through gritted teeth as his eyes never leave Chris.

“Chris, just go.  I know who you are and I am begging you to leave here tonight.”  I turn back around toward him, standing in front of Gabe. 

“You have to be kidding me,” he laughs and raises his arm, snapping his fingers.  Before I can ask, there is another man in front of Gabe and me, snapping our picture with his camera.

“What the hell?”  Gabe shouts. 

“So, you two are together now?”  Chris asks us. 

“Who are you with?”  I ask.  I peer around the room not finding Trent, making me thankful but worried at the same time about what compromising situation he might be in.

“No one. But I will be soon after this.”

“After….” Gabe speaks behind me, placing a possessive hand on my waist.

“I get the scoop on Trent Basso, his brother and his girlfriend,” he confesses to us.

“So, you knew who I was the whole time?”  I ask, feeling Gabe tense behind me.

“Yeah, I was waiting for one of you to show up.”  He motions his head at Gabe.  “So, where’s your brother?”  He directs his question to Gabe.

“Not here,” Gabe curtly answers.

“So, she’s yours for tonight and then tomorrow she’s your brothers?”  He sneers.

I know what he is doing.  Trying to get a rise out of Gabe.  I feel Gabe’s body move forward, so I throw myself in front of Chris, knowing he won’t do anything with the possibility of hurting me.

“Maddy, get.out.of.the.way,” he slowly says, staring directly at Chris.

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“Gabe, he is trying to get you to hit him.”  I look around trying to find someone to help me.  I know I won’t be able to stop Gabe for very long, especially if Chris keeps running his mouth.  Everyone is enjoying themselves, dancing or drinking.  Surprisingly, no one has noticed what is going on here.

Luck is on my side, when Chris’s sidekick takes another picture, making people turn their heads toward us.  Jack, Shawn, Doug, Mitch and a couple other guys make their way over to us, standing shoulder to shoulder with Gabe.  The rest of our bridal party is standing behind them.

“Maddy?”  Jack questions, wondering who this man I am protecting is.

“This is Chris, he wants to be some piece of shit reporter and thinks an exclusive on Gabe, Trent and I will make him somebody,” I sarcastically speak, moving from Chris to Gabe. 

“Really?”  Shawn speaks up, stepping toe to toe with Chris.  “Listen dipshit. I suggest you get the fuck out of here before I knock you out because no one gives a shit if you get a picture of that.”  Then he steps over to his friend, grabbing the camera out of his hand.  “Kenna?”

She comes over and takes the camera away from Shawn.  She removes the memory card, handing the camera back to Shawn.

“Thanks babe,” he says, handing the camera back to Chris’s partner.  “Now the two of you need to leave right now and I better not see your faces anywhere near here again.”  He practically spits on Chris, he’s so close to his face.

Chris and his friend remain quiet when they turn around walking out of the bar.

“Thanks Shawn.”  I put my hand on his shoulder.

“Anytime Jennings.”  He picks me up swinging me around.  “What a bunch of assholes.”  He puts me down while his hands graze over my ass. 

I’m going to let him have that one for helping me out, but someone else isn’t.  “Easy Edwards,” Gabe says behind me.

“Oh, don’t worry Basso.  I know whose she is.”  He smirks down at me and then walks away to dance with a group of women who seem impressed by his display of protectiveness.

“Do you want a drink?”  I ask Gabe.

“No, thank you though.”  He stares at me for a few minutes before turning around toward the table.

“Gabe?”  I scream over the music.

He turns around looking at me.  I can see the torment in his eyes.  “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry,” I mouth to him.

He walks over to me with purpose and grabs my arms, pulling me into him.  “Don’t ever think I wouldn’t have chosen you.  You are the one for me…always.”  He kisses me on the cheek close to my ear.

Before I can respond, he is already gone.  I see his back making his way to the front door.

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