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Intimidation.
Mac knew that tactic well. He used it against those he arrested or brought in for questioning.
‘Fuck,” Jaz said under his breath.
Jaz knew the tactic well, too. He’d been on the other side of the table. He’d had it used on him years ago. Mac could imagine Jaz having a few flashbacks in the face of unsmiling perceived unfriendlies.
Mandi stopped in front of them, hands clasped tight with the men on either side of her. “Jaz, these are my brothers. Trae and Trevor. Guys, this is my boyfriend, Jaz.”
Trae on the right, nodded at Jaz. His face wasn’t the iron mask his brother wore.
Trevor’s gaze shifted toward Mac who gave a stony look in return.
Mandi looked between all four of them. “Oh, come on. Stop this.”
“He your boyfriend, too?” Trevor asked.
“Oh please. No. This is Mac. He’s the sheriff.”
“Look what the damn cat finally dragged in.”
Trae’s face softened completely before he spun around. Jackie stood behind the small family. “You should know,” Trae said, wrapping Jackie in a hug. He lifted her off her feet and spun her in a circle which had her giggling like a young girl.
And had Mac seeing red. She was his and someone else was touching her, making her smile and laugh. She was happy to see them when she was never happy to see him.
Trevor hadn’t turned to look at Jackie. No, his gaze shifted between Mac and Jaz.
“You in love with our sister?” Trevor asked Jaz. “Or are you just using her?”
Mandi shoved her brother. “Trev …”
“What? I’ve got a right to know what his intentions are.”
“His intentions? Since when do you talk like that?”
“Since you call all the damn time gushing about him for an hour.”
Mandi blushed and smiled up at Jaz. “I’m sorry about his caveman behavior. I know I told you they wouldn’t do this kind of thing.”
Jaz nodded, his posture beginning to ease. “They can ask whatever they want.”
“Y’all take it easy, hear me? No fighting,” Mac ordered. He stalked his way across the yard to the chest of beer. Dallon had brought domestics and a few craft beers, but at the moment, Mac didn’t care what he had. He just needed something to hold in his hand or he was going to end up punching someone.
“You don’t look so good.”
“Not a lot of sleep.”
“Women will definitely do that.”
“Your woman keeping you up all night is not the same as what I’m going through.”
“True. Carrie keeps me up in different ways and for different reasons.”
“Shit … Can’t you stop thinking with your dick for two seconds?”
“Nope.”
“Stop torturing Mac,” Vinter said, clapping Mac on the shoulder as he joined them. “Not his fault he’s so damn scary.”
