One Lucky Lady by Kaylin Bowen Page B

physically doing it was the chance of a concussion. He wouldn’t be any good to her if he was seeing double.
     
    Mac was chuckling when he opened the door to Buddy who didn’t even bat an eye at Mac’s state of undress. He had three bags on his lap. Two with clothes and one with three different guns and ammo to match. Buddy came in and Mac closed the door behind him.
     
    “That bag has some clothes and stuff for her in it,” Buddy said, handing Mac one of the bags.
     
    Mac walked over and knocked on the bathroom door. Alex opened it, still dressed, with a towel in her hand. Mac took the towel and gave her the bag. They both said thanks at the same time, but Alex never took her eyes off the floor. Mac noticed she was blushing again as she closed the door in his face. Her face, neck and ears were all a very bright pink. He wondered for a minute how far down her body the color went. He reached for the door knob, but thought better of it when Buddy started laughing behind him. He would have to find out later. He was smiling again as he turned from the door that had been closed in his face toward his friend.
     
    “You my friend are in deep.” Buddy was shaking his head.
     
    Mac groaned and his smile faded, and he wiped his hand over his face. “She just lost her husband. I feel like an ass.”
     
    “Mac she looks at you the same way you look at her. Lord, boy. Could you please put some underwear on?” Buddy was laughing again as he handed a bag over to Mac.
     
    Mac started digging through the items, then finally gave up and dumped the whole bag onto the bed. There was assorted clothing and a small box. Mac picked up the box and looked at Buddy.
     
    Buddy put up his hands in defense. “Down Boy. You said you didn’t have anything. Can’t ever be too careful. Right?”
     
    “Right. Thanks.” Mac said putting the box in the nightstand drawer. He finally found a pair of underwear and pulled them on along with a pair of sweatpants. He heard the shower turn on. His head instinctively turned to the bathroom door.
     
    Buddy started laughing again. “Gotta go. I’ll send something to eat up in just a bit. You want anything special?”
     
    “No, anything’s fine, but I do have a question. Do you have another room available? One with two beds.”
     
    “Nope. This is the only room I have for now. I wasn’t planning on you being here for a couple of days. There should be another room with two beds available day after tomorrow.” Buddy was heading toward the door. “Let me know if you still need it. If you need anything else, just call.”
     
    “Thanks.” Mac said simply, not really sure whether to believe Buddy or not. Buddy seemed tickled to death over Mac’s dilemma.
     
    “Anytime,” Buddy said already through the door.
     
    Mac crossed the room and closed the door behind him. He stood with his back against it for a while it trying to control himself. He was in bad shape. The thought of her in the shower was doing him in. Of course, when she had been in the bath at Pedro’s house, he’d had the same thoughts. With only the one bed in the room, though…Mac thunked the back of his head against the door and decided he better call Pedro.
     
    Alex stood in the shower for a long time before she got around to washing anything. Buddy brought her some clothes-more sweats-a toothbrush and toothpaste, and razors. She silently thanked Buddy. Then her thoughts wandered-without her permission-to Mac.
     
    She was not used to feeling like this. She had kissed quite a few men, but had never felt like she was going to melt to the floor. Maybe that was the reason she never thought twice about her decision as far as sex was concerned. If anybody would have ever kissed her like that she was pretty sure she wouldn’t have said no. Hell, she was certain she wouldn’t have said no. She didn’t tell Mac to stop today, but he did. She could tell he didn’t want to, but he stopped anyway. He wanted more than one night.