Final Siege by Scarlett Cole

Author:Scarlett Cole
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

CHAPTER EIGHT

“Are you sure Lochlan won’t mind me doing this?” Delaney asked as she used decorator’s tape to stick papers to the walls of the dining room area. She peeled a corner of the tape back, checking that it didn’t pull any paint off.

Mac grabbed another of her boxes from the hallway and carried it across to the dining room table. “Not at all. But if he complains, I’ll beat the shit out of him, or redecorate … whichever I feel like.” He stopped and watched her for a moment. A piece of paper fell from the bundle she was holding, and she bent forward to pick it up. Fuck. Inwardly he groaned. She was wearing tight gray leggings, white sneakers, and a fitted navy T-shirt. That ass of hers was driving him wild.

When she stood up again, a piece of wet hair fell out of the messy bun she’d pulled together after her shower. A shower that had tortured him as he’d stood in the kitchen and listened, trying not to think of wet water running over her curves. Soapy wet water that would run between the valley of those—

“Mac?”

He shook his head. “What? Um, sorry?” Jerking off in his shower to clear his mind had been a weak substitute for the real thing. Never in his life had he had a problem dealing with the fluctuations in his sex life. When he’d been deployed, he’d taken care of business when he’d needed to and he’d enjoyed his downtime with women immensely, but whether he was getting any or not had never bothered him. But now …

“I asked if you could hand me the tape.”

Mac grabbed the blue tape and slid it across the table. The soft touch of her fingers brushing his was more than he could deal with.

“I wish you’d just sit down and let me do that. You’re still favoring that ankle.”

Delaney shook her head. “I’m fine, Mac. It’s feeling better.”

He didn’t believe her. The wince when she put any weight on it gave her away. “Until you can hop on that foot while twirling a baton, I don’t believe you.”

They stared at each other across the table for a moment, and then her mouth twitched, the corner turning up. “I hate you,” she said in jest, and he wondered if she realized exactly what she’d said. Those three words had accompanied the slap he’d received all those years ago.

“Fine. I’m going to go call the guys. Back in a sec.”

The clock on the stove told him it was a little after ten in the morning. Despite the late arrival, anybody who was already up was probably already at Eagle. He called the main office, hoping somebody was there already. If not, he’d call Cabe directly.

“Hello, Eagle Securities.”

The voice was grumpy, but Mac knew immediately who it was. “Wow. We really need to get you some personality training, Cabe.”

“Yeah, whatever, asshole. What’s up?”

“Was talking with Delaney this morning. Wondered if you could get the rest of the guys convened here.

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