Pride1 The Mane Event by Shelly Laurenston

Pride1 The Mane Event by Shelly Laurenston

Author:Shelly Laurenston
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2007-12-27T08:00:00+00:00


“What the hell are you doing here?”

“That’s not very Christmas-like, little brother.”

“Stop calling me that.”

Mace couldn’t believe it. Why was she here? For that matter, why were all four of his sisters here? When exactly did hell come to Earth?

Dez turned away from him and leered at Missy. “Well, well. Missy Llewellyn. In my humble abode. I feel blessed.”

“As well you should,” Missy tossed arrogantly.

“How the hell did you even know to come here,” Mace snapped.

“Ah yes. Mrs. MacDermot contacted my secretary and said you’d be having Christmas dinner at her house. She felt since Christmas truly is the time for family, we should join all of you. And how could I turn that offer down?” She scrutinized her brother closely. “Glad to see you’re relatively unscathed after last night’s festivities.”

True. He could kill her, but that might put a damper on the gift-giving portion of the evening.

Missy then turned that penetrating gold gaze at Dez. “Nice outfit, Detective. Going undercover at a fetish club?”

Dez growled. “Why don’t you blow—” Mace wrapped his hand around Dez’s face again. Boy, when she went Bronx, she really went Bronx.

Rachel appeared behind Missy. “What’s the problem, Missy? Afraid your tiny tits couldn’t hold that top up?”

Dez glanced at Mace. He could read her easily now, and the fact that her sister suddenly jumped in to protect her from evil Missy—that might be too much of a shock for his hardened detective.

Missy spun around to glare at Rachel. “Well, I see you can take the girl out of the Bronx but you can’t get the Bronx out of the girl.”

Suddenly Lonnie appeared next to her older sister. “Wow. Look at the lines in your face, Missy. It’s like your bitterness just dug in and stayed.”

Allie, Mace’s second oldest sister, stood next to Missy. “Well, I heard you’d become a prosecutor, Lonnie. It must be really hard to try and convict all your ex-boyfriends.”

Rachel and Lonnie looked at each other while Mace’s two other half-sisters went to stand beside Missy and Allie.

No. This really couldn’t be good.

Dez pulled away from Mace. “I’m gonna go get out of these clothes before any blood gets on ’em.”

She headed up the stairs. The elder MacDermot came back into the room, a toddler in his arms. An old-school Marine, tough as nails, and still sporting his high-and-tight haircut. Marine tattoos on both of his forearms. Pride for his brood, written all over the man’s face. Even though, at the moment, the two sister teams were getting into a rather ugly confrontation that made Mace feel like a fourteen-year-old all over again.

“Those are some tough women.”

Mace nodded. “Sorry about my sisters, sir.”

“No reason to apologize. Dez can’t control Lonnie and Rachel and notice she doesn’t try.”

“That’s cause she’s brilliant.”

Gray eyes with dark green flecks turned to stare at Mace. “Do you really care about my daughter, Llewellyn?”

Barely realizing he did it, Mace’s hands went behind his back. His legs braced apart. Being around the man made him feel like he still needed to report to his C.



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