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Mac grabbed his bag by the door and quickly exchanged some of his clothes as he rang his pilot. When he ended the call, his eyes went to the rumpled bed and he couldn’t forget that image of coming home and seeing Jenna in his bed.
Just that act alone spoke volumes about the woman she’d become since last week. A woman he’d seen come out of her shell, a woman who willingly gave him everything he’d ever wanted and stood up to him. She’d shown no fear, had looked him full in the face and called him a coward. There wasn’t a soul on Earth who had ever done that.
Which proved Jenna LeBlanc may just be the dynamic woman he’d never known he was looking for. He’d kept secrets from her for years, had kept his business separate from his personal life and she’d never questioned him. So how would being fully involved with her be any different?
A thread of hope slid through him at the possibilities. He had a few surprises in store for Jenna. In the end, he knew there was only one choice to make. There was no way he’d let her walk away from him again.
Eighteen
“Well, that went better than we hoped.”
Mac sank into a vacant chair. The auction was over and the sales had been record-breaking. He considered this a good sign of things to come in Miami.
Too bad nothing had come of the whirlwind trip to London. In addition, the incident Mac had ordered Ryker to take care of was over and done. Braden hadn’t said another word, but Mac was well aware of his brother’s stance. There would be no more killings. They would have to find another way to protect their own.
Braden took a seat next to Mac and slapped his back. “You pulled it off. Dad would be proud.”
Mac swallowed a lump of regret. That’s what he wanted. He missed his dad, wanted him to be proud of the way he’d taken their business into another territory.
“I sent Zara to the condo to get some rest,” Braden went on. “She was worn out.”
Once Mac had opened a branch in Miami, Braden went ahead and bought a condo to have for visits. Smart move. Zara had looked dead on her feet. She was taking this miscarriage hard.
“How are you guys doing?” Mac asked.
With a shrug, Braden stared straight ahead to the now-empty stage. “We’re getting better each day. As soon as the doctor says it’s safe, we’ll try again.”
“I said I’m fine to drive,” snapped a familiar voice.
Braden let out a sigh that matched Mac’s. “Here we go again,” Braden muttered.
Mac glanced over his shoulder to see Laney storming down the aisle, Ryker hot on her heels. Literally. The woman insisted on wearing sky-high shoes to every damn event.
“Tell the family bouncer that I’m fine to drive.”
Mac nearly laughed at her childish attitude, complete with crossed arms and tapping foot, but he rather liked not having his head bitten off.
“She received another threat,” Ryker stated in that low, controlled tone of his. “She won’t tell you because she doesn’t want anyone to worry.”
“And if you hadn’t been snooping in my things, you wouldn’t know, either,” Laney bit out.
Braden came to his feet. “What the hell is this about another threat? Who is it now?”
Mercy, would the threats ever end? Shouldn’t taking their family in a safer direction ensure that those he loved would be secure?
What about Jenna? No matter the cost, he had to keep her safe. She was associated with his family and therefore automatically a mark.
Laney shrugged. “I don’t know who this one came from and I’m not concerned. Just some hacker causing a slight problem. Nothing I can’t handle and nothing like Shane.”
Mac scrounged up the last bit of energy he had. “Let Ryker see you back to your condo. There’s no reason not to.”
“I’m a big girl,” she said through gritted teeth. “Would you ask Ryker to hold your hand if someone threatened you?”
Mac and Braden exchanged a look. Ryker remained silent, shoving his hands in his pockets, but keeping his eyes on Laney.
“That’s what I thought,” she said. “I’m going back to my condo. Alone. I will gladly text each of you once I arrive so you know the big bad wolf didn’t get me.”
She leaned past Mac and hugged Braden. “Love you. Tell Zara I’ll call her tomorrow and take her out for some girl time.”
“She’d like that,” Braden replied.
