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He had been amused by the groping delivered from Tori--he should have expected as much from her. Being damn near immortal made her one confident lady, and he'd always been quite entertained with the things she did.

He currently wanted to knock Tumbler's smirk right off his face. Even as he moved away from the other man, he had the urge to turn back and sucker punch him.

Then Shania's shout and the clip clop of heels on the floor is heard, and he turns just in time to watch her hit the deck. He would have moved to help her, if Tumbler hadn't already. He hoped she'd plant one of those boots right in the man's crotch. Sighing, he put his arm around Nancy, lips settling briefly on her forehead. "Don't expect me to use self control again for a while. I think I used up everything I had." He said to her, picking up his coke and taking a sip.

Consequently, he nearly choked on that drink due to Laurie's words. How in the hell had Toby managed to mend ten years in a single afternoon and get the woman to want to marry him all over again? He managed to get his soda down before grinning at Toby. "Holy hell, man...you must have a decent engine running under the hood to get this little lady to agree to marry your greasy ass." He chuckled. Then to Laurie. "You're good woman, Laurie Ann. Good for our Toby. Thanks for takin' him off our hands."

He remembered when he and Nancy had taken their vows and wished they'd been able to enter marriage with the hard stuff--the really hard stuff--in the past. He thought maybe Tumbler and Laurie may have a chance, seeing as he doubted anyone was going anywhere without the other.

STATS

:6'1:
:Dark hair:
:Blue eyes:
:Lean build:

PERSONALITY

:Bold:
:Determined:
::Loyal:

He grinned as she spoke of others looking past his marks, and then just shook his head. He really had no interest in finding another woman. He respected the female gender, had always given them the respect they deserved, and had always made sure they understood that he wasn't in the business of something serious. He'd used the excuse he traveled too much--which, he did--but that reason had always been secondary to her. Every encounter paled in comparison to her--and out of the bedroom, most of his conquests had bored him silly. Something he'd never had to worry about with Shania.

Then he was getting smacked again, and was forced to release his hold on her. He didn't think for a moment that all she'd be doing was sitting, but the awkward angle in which he sat by the bar combined with his long legs prevented him from being able to turn in time to grab her.

A string of spanish left his lips as he went after her...when he got upset, he almost always abandoned English. He would never had reached her in time if she hadn't fallen, and he had a brief moment of worry for her when she went down, half expecting to hear the snap of broken bones. Instead, she complimented Tori's shoes. He rolled his dark eyes as Tumbler wrapped his large hands around her arms and pulled her to her feet. He looked at Toby and responded to him in Spanish, still to fired up to revert. He grabbed ahold of Shania's upper arm and pulled her close to him. "I think it's time we flew the coop, woman. You're hazardous to your own health, and to mine." He hissed in her ear. It was obvious he was getting pissed...his rib was on fire, his face throbbed, and now his hand, although that had fared much better than the other injuries.