Page 84 of Off-Limits Love
“I love spending time with my girls,” Jensen said with a creepy smile. “I’ll tag along.”
“Emi, please go inside the barn and check on Dash. Make sure he ate all his food, okay?” Mak asked.
“Okay!”
Emi took off before Brad could try to stop her, and Mak rounded on her ex like a prize fighter.
“You willnotintrude on my time with Emi,” she said in no uncertain terms.
“Well, I won’t stand by and let the freak come onto you just so he can get Sam’s place. I’m looking out for you. Can’t you see that?”
Jensen took a step toward Mak and Finn held up a hand, making it clear he’d stop him if he did.
Things were a lot different from high school. For one, Finn wasn’t the scrawny kid in desperate need of a growth spurt going toe to toe with a soccer player.
He was now taller and bulkier than Jensen, and he didn’t mind using that to his advantage, turnabout being fair and all. “Keep your hands to yourself.”
“Mak, you’re really going to be with a guy like this after you broke up our family? You’re just a plaything he’s using to get Sam’s property. Why can’t you see that?”
Mak edged to Finn’s side and wrapped her arm around his waist, her hand stroking over his back in slow motions as she leaned her small frame against him as though trying to sooth the beast inside them both.
“He alreadyhasSam’s property,” Mak said with a smirk. “Finn owns it, don’t you, babe?”
He loved hearing her call himbabe.“That I do, sweetheart.”
“See? I suppose next you’ll accuse me of only being with him because he’s a successful businessman? Just stop, Brad. Stop the accusations, and stop thinking you can control me. We share a child that does not need to be caught in the middle of a constant argument. So juststop.”
Jensen’s nostrils with every angry breath he took.
“You’ll be hearing from my attorney,” Jensen said, lifting a finger to punch the air in their direction. “I want my baby girl. I don’t want her around him and those filthy animals.”
Finn gently squeezed her shoulder, hoping she wouldn’t fall for the last-ditch threat.
“I think your attorney would agree that you can’t decide who I date, Brad. And a miniature animal farm can hardly be considered a threat. With Finn’s sterling reputation and family name, you have no case.”
Jensen blurted out a two-word curse and moved toward the driver’s door. Finn followed, slamming the door shut when Jensen yanked it open.
The man obviously hadn’t realized Finn dogged him or heard him approach because he turned, looking wide-eyed and suddenly pale.
“I’d be upset too,” Finn told the man. “You lost the best thing that ever happened to you, but I promise— I won’t make the same mistake. And don’t ever talk to Mak that way again.”
Finn stepped back, and Jensen yanked at the handle with all the impotent rage he felt.
Mak moved to Finn’s side once more, and holding the man’s gaze, Finn wrapped his arms around her and lowered his head to kiss the top of Mak’s.
Gravel spun as Jensen gunned the engine and whipped the SUV in reverse to turn around.
Finn shifted Mak, so that if any of the gravel slung back, it wouldn’t hit her. Then he nudged her head up with a finger under her chin and lowered his head to brush his lips over hers.
“You are my hero,” she said softly, her gaze sparkling as she stared up at him.
Finn leaned low and kissed her once more. “You are mine.”
Mak smiled against his lips.
“Mommy? You’re kissingFinn?”
Laughter bubbled out of Mak’s chest once more as she lifted her arms up and wrapped them around his neck to hold him close when he started to put some distance between them.
