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u who I was, then you’re saying last night would have never happened?”

Mack stared back at me for a second as if contemplating his answer before he spoke. “Yes, it would have made a difference, and no, last night wouldn’t have happened.” I was unprepared for the wave of hurt and rejection that hit me at that moment. Here I was, only minutes ago fantasizing about the best night of my life when he could have just easily turned me away like I was nothing.

“Well, I’m so sorry to inconvenience you then. My mistake.” My voice was barely a whisper as I turned to leave and Mack grabbed my hand.

“Jonna, stop.”

“Let go of me, Mack,” I demanded as I jerked my arm away.

“Wait, I didn’t mean it that way.” He tightened his grip on my hand, refusing to let it go. “It’s just that you being Fox’s sister only makes things more complicated. I’ve got enough trouble in my life.”

“I get it, no need to explain. We can’t undo what’s already been done. I won’t say anything if you won’t.”

“Babe, I couldn’t care less about who knows, especially Fox. I don’t have anything to hide.”

“Well, not that it matters anyway, right? You didn’t bother sticking around long enough to exchange information with me, so it wasn’t like we’d planned on doing it again.”

“But I do want to do it again,” he emphasized, lowering his voice. “I’d gone back to the hotel to get your phone number this morning, but you’d already checked out.”

“Isn’t that my point? Why didn’t you ask for it before you left?”

“Because I didn’t know I wanted it until later.”

“You’re an asshole,” I said, trying to pull my hand free. He grinned shamelessly but didn’t let go.

“Being Fox’s sister complicates things, but I don’t care for the guy much, and I know the feeling is mutual now that he’s with Harley.”

“What does Harley have to do with this?” I asked, confused by his statement. He just shrugged and shook his head at me.

“Don’t really want to get into that right now.”

“I have to go, Mack.”

“Give me your phone number first, Firefly.” My eyes grew wide at the nickname, and I remembered him saying it that night on the side of the road. Beautiful firefly. I’d wondered all week why he’d said that, so I tilted my head to the side and studied him.

“Why did you call me that?” He just stared at me.

“Number.”

“Fine, but I want to ask you to do something.”

“Oh, and what’s that?”

“I’ll give you my phone number if you make sure my brother wins the race tonight.” I lifted an eyebrow saucily, hoping that what I suggested sounded tempting to him.

Mack scoffed, shook his head, and instantly dropped my hand. “Sorry, babe, but there is a certain way I do business. The way I see it, you’re asking me to give up at least fifteen grand. How would you plan to compensate me?” He ran his finger along the curve of my jaw, “And just so we’re clear, Jonna, I only accept two currencies. You choose. Cash”—he ran the back of his hand down the lower half of my stomach, just below my belly button until his fingers lightly grazed the zipper of my jeans—“or pussy.”

Oh, holy hot damn!

Instead of being appalled by his proposition, I’d never been more turned on in my life. He deserved to be smacked across his face, except I wanted to throw myself at him. My mind replayed scenes from last night and how as soon as we’d shut the door to the hotel room he’d owned my body. There were worst ways to make up for a favor, right?

An engine roaring just a few yards away caught me by surprise, and it brought my thoughts to focus. I couldn’t even believe I was considering the idea. There was no way; I wasn’t that kind of girl. Mack must have seen the way my face fell as I made up my mind when my shoulders slumped.

“Don’t worry. Your brother knows what he’s getting into. He doesn’t need you to stick up for him.”

“But you don’t understand …it’s more than that,” I said as I started pacing along the side of the trailer. Before I knew it I was spilling everything about the situation with Knight and how my brother needed to pay him ten thousand dollars by the end of the night or I wasn’t sure what would happen to Woody and Drew.

When I stopped speaking Mack stood there staring at me but didn’t say a word. That’s when I realized that this wasn’t his problem and that I’d seriously overstepped the boundaries of a one-night stand. Feeling embarrassed by my stupidity, all I wanted to do was get as far away from him as possible.

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