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He mutters something under his breath I can’t make out and pulls his phone from his pocket. While he’s on the phone with whomever, I call Jaxon to let him know what’s going on and tell him I won’t be in tonight.
“I’m coming over,” he says, his voice icy.
“No, Jaxon, Mac’s here and he’s taking care of everything. You can’t leave Andrew there alone. I’ll call if I need you.”
“I don’t give a shit, Mia. Andrew can handle the bar for a few minutes.”
“For fuck’s sake, Jax, I don’t need you here right now. I’ll stop by tomorrow and let you know if we find anything, okay?”
I understand his concern, but there’s really no reason for him to come over. It takes a few minutes of bickering back and forth, but Jaxon finally relents, with the promise I’ll come by his house tomorrow.
I didn’t notice Mac leave the room, so I go looking for him. I find him and Trent in the kitchen. I walk over to the counter to put on a pot of coffee.
“Do you want something to drink, Trent?” I ask him. He’s quiet, just curiously watching what’s going on around him with a frown on his face. My brows pull together as I see, underneath the table, his hands fidgeting. The movement seems guilty for some reason, but I have no idea what he would be guilty about. I wipe the thought from my head, knowing it’s ridiculous.
We have to watch what we say in front of him. I’m sure Mac doesn’t want him to know that we suspect his mother is behind this, and I agree. The kid’s already been through enough, especially with his current unknown problems.
“No, thank you,” he returns.
Once the coffee is done, Mac motions for me to follow him. We step into the living room, and he turns to face me.
“I don’t want him knowing anything,” he says quietly, so Trent can’t hear.
“I agree. He’s ten years old; he shouldn’t have this on his shoulders.”
He nods and then runs his fingers angrily through his hair. “You’re coming home with me and Trent tonight,” he says, looking at me with an expression that says I had better not argue.
I do anyway.
“Mac, I’ve already told you—”
“Fuck that, Pix,” he snarls, and stalks toward me, his face an angry mask. He doesn’t stop until he’s right in front of me. “I’m not taking any chances with you. She’s obviously unstable, and there’s no telling what she’ll do next. We don’t even know whothe fuck she’s working with. You’re coming with us. Get used to it.”
It takes me a minute to gather myself to where I won’t blow up in his face. I know he’s just worried and that’s why he’s pissed, but that doesn’t give him the right to be an ass toward me.
“What about Trent? Yes, he’s warmed up to me some, but I’m sure me staying at your house won’t earn me any favors.”
“He’ll get over it. He has no choice.”
Hating that it might cause Trent’s opinion of me to lessen, I decide to give in. I’m not completely stupid. I know if Tessa went so far as to redecorate my bedroom with pictures of her and Mac and pay someone to rape me, then the next incident could be much worse. I’m not scared of the bitch, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t make me a little nervous.
“Okay, but we sleep in separate beds. The last thing Trent needs right now is finding us in bed together.”
Mac sends me a sexy smile and leans down for a short kiss. When he pulls away slightly, he murmurs, “That doesn’t mean I won’t be sneaking into your room and sinking into that tight pussy of yours, so be prepared.”
My heart rate picks up, and my lady bits quiver at his words. I have to force myself to not yank him forward for a more demanding kiss.
“After Deputies Woods and Dowell get here and we dust for prints and check the rest of the house, I want you to go pack a bag for several days.”
I nod, still dazed at his comment before.
Headlights flash on the wall through the window, and after a knowing smirk, Mac walks to the door and steps outside.
23
Mac
Her sexiness…
