rodeos.”
Blade chuckled. “How often do I have to tell you, Luke, that a man makes time for it all? Especially a woman.”
Luke rolled his eyes. “Everybody doesn’t have your stamina, Blade, or your desire to hit on any woman not already taken.”
Blade smiled. “Speaking of a woman not already taken, if you’re not placing a claim on Mac, then I know a couple of guys who’re interested in her. I’ve been keeping them at bay by saying she was yours, but if you’re going to relinquish any serious interest then—”
“Who are these men?” Luke asked, feeling his shoulders stiffen as well as a tightening in his chest that had nothing to do with his injury. He knew some of Blade’s friends. They were womanizers like him, and the prospect of Mac being exposed to any of them didn’t sit too well with him.
“Wyatt is one and Tanner is the other.”
Luke was out of his chair so fast that he winced at the pain he felt in his knee. “Wyatt Bannister and Tanner Jamison?”
At Blade’s nod, Luke scowled deeply. “Keep them away from her. They would mean her no good.”
“Mac’s a grown woman, Luke,” Blade said.
“And those two friends of yours are nothing but horny-ass men,” Luke all but growled. “Do like I said, Blade. Keep them away from her.” Without another word, Luke limped into the house.
Slade glanced over at his brother. “Well, I think you’ve done it now. You got him pretty pissed.”
“Damn, I hope so,” Blade said cheerfully. “What I told him is true. Wyatt and Tanner are itching in the crotch to hit on Mac. The only thing keeping them at bay is Luke. They don’t want to infringe on his territory. I thought I’d prepare him since Wyatt and Tanner are attending the graduation party the folks are giving QT next month and Mac plans to be there too.” QT was the nickname for Quantum Talon Madaris, Blade and Slade’s twenty-five-year-old brother, who had recently graduated from Howard University Medical School.
“Luke needs to come to terms with what Mac means to him. If he’s determined to pick rodeo over her then he should move aside,” Blade said, smiling, knowing there was no way Luke would do that. However, it was something Luke would have to discover for himself.
Slade looked over at his twin. “Why do I get the feeling that you, of all people, are trying to play matchmaker?”
Blade chuckled. “Mainly because I like Mac, and like Luke, I don’t want Wyatt or Tanner to come anywhere near her. Hell, they’re my home boys so I know what they’re about. I consider Mac like a sister. Besides, I would hate for Ashton to get involved if one of them were to get out of line with her.”
Slade shuddered at the thought. Ashton Sinclair, a colonel in the marines and a former Recon man, was as tough as they came. Like Mac he was part Cherokee and part African American and rumor had it that he even had some sort of mystic powers. “Hopefully, Luke will make some sort of move before the party,” Slade decided to say.
Blade nodded. “Yeah, we can both hope so.”
Luke stood at the kitchen window watching Skye and Mac. Both were good-looking women. One was spoken for and one was not. His vision was concentrated on the one that was not.
Mac.
He frowned when he remembered what Blade had said a few moments ago. There was no way in hell that he was going to let Wyatt Bannister or Tanner Jamison get anywhere near her. He knew Wyatt a lot better than he knew Tanner since Wyatt was one of Camden’s brothers. And he’d heard enough about Wyatt’s exploits from Cam to know just how Wyatt operated. Besides, Wyatt was one of Blade’s closest friends which in itself said it all. Blade and a few of his “buddies” were affiliated with a sort of private all-male fraternity called the Notorious Gentlemen’s Club, and although Blade had never acknowledged it, Luke had heard the members would periodically hold secret meetings and they were even contemplating opening a nightclub
Blade chuckled. “How often do I have to tell you, Luke, that a man makes time for it all? Especially a woman.”
Luke rolled his eyes. “Everybody doesn’t have your stamina, Blade, or your desire to hit on any woman not already taken.”
Blade smiled. “Speaking of a woman not already taken, if you’re not placing a claim on Mac, then I know a couple of guys who’re interested in her. I’ve been keeping them at bay by saying she was yours, but if you’re going to relinquish any serious interest then—”
“Who are these men?” Luke asked, feeling his shoulders stiffen as well as a tightening in his chest that had nothing to do with his injury. He knew some of Blade’s friends. They were womanizers like him, and the prospect of Mac being exposed to any of them didn’t sit too well with him.
“Wyatt is one and Tanner is the other.”
Luke was out of his chair so fast that he winced at the pain he felt in his knee. “Wyatt Bannister and Tanner Jamison?”
At Blade’s nod, Luke scowled deeply. “Keep them away from her. They would mean her no good.”
“Mac’s a grown woman, Luke,” Blade said.
“And those two friends of yours are nothing but horny-ass men,” Luke all but growled. “Do like I said, Blade. Keep them away from her.” Without another word, Luke limped into the house.
Slade glanced over at his brother. “Well, I think you’ve done it now. You got him pretty pissed.”
“Damn, I hope so,” Blade said cheerfully. “What I told him is true. Wyatt and Tanner are itching in the crotch to hit on Mac. The only thing keeping them at bay is Luke. They don’t want to infringe on his territory. I thought I’d prepare him since Wyatt and Tanner are attending the graduation party the folks are giving QT next month and Mac plans to be there too.” QT was the nickname for Quantum Talon Madaris, Blade and Slade’s twenty-five-year-old brother, who had recently graduated from Howard University Medical School.
“Luke needs to come to terms with what Mac means to him. If he’s determined to pick rodeo over her then he should move aside,” Blade said, smiling, knowing there was no way Luke would do that. However, it was something Luke would have to discover for himself.
Slade looked over at his twin. “Why do I get the feeling that you, of all people, are trying to play matchmaker?”
Blade chuckled. “Mainly because I like Mac, and like Luke, I don’t want Wyatt or Tanner to come anywhere near her. Hell, they’re my home boys so I know what they’re about. I consider Mac like a sister. Besides, I would hate for Ashton to get involved if one of them were to get out of line with her.”
Slade shuddered at the thought. Ashton Sinclair, a colonel in the marines and a former Recon man, was as tough as they came. Like Mac he was part Cherokee and part African American and rumor had it that he even had some sort of mystic powers. “Hopefully, Luke will make some sort of move before the party,” Slade decided to say.
Blade nodded. “Yeah, we can both hope so.”
Luke stood at the kitchen window watching Skye and Mac. Both were good-looking women. One was spoken for and one was not. His vision was concentrated on the one that was not.
Mac.
He frowned when he remembered what Blade had said a few moments ago. There was no way in hell that he was going to let Wyatt Bannister or Tanner Jamison get anywhere near her. He knew Wyatt a lot better than he knew Tanner since Wyatt was one of Camden’s brothers. And he’d heard enough about Wyatt’s exploits from Cam to know just how Wyatt operated. Besides, Wyatt was one of Blade’s closest friends which in itself said it all. Blade and a few of his “buddies” were affiliated with a sort of private all-male fraternity called the Notorious Gentlemen’s Club, and although Blade had never acknowledged it, Luke had heard the members would periodically hold secret meetings and they were even contemplating opening a nightclub
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