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Then he whirled away, trying to slam the door in his face. Matt busted into the shadowy room before it banged shut and found Ethan on the far side of the room—with his arm around a pale and disoriented Madison as if he had every right to hold her. The guy’s acidic grin was back, like he was itching for a fight. Didn’t he see that she was fucking exhausted?
Matt’s entire body shook as he tried to hold on to his temper—and his mind. But it wasn’t happening. “Okay. You’re welcome, you asshole. Now get your fucking hands off her, or I will kill you.”
“Matt,” she breathed. “What are you doing here?”
After she’d been in the wind for hours, she thought he wouldn’t come? Yeah, she had reasons to believe that. But he’d deal with that later.
Ethan turned to Madison. “Oh, he sounds awfully possessive, sweet pea. What do you think that means?”
“You have three seconds,” Matt warned.
“I have a gun,” Ethan reminded him.
What game was this fucker playing? He wouldn’t shoot. So why was he poking the bigger bear? What response was he after? “I’ve got ten years of experience and thirty pounds of muscle on you. You really wanna go, or are you going to let me take care of her?”
“I’m fine, I swear,” Madison insisted.
Maybe, but Ethan was still touching her.
“You think I haven’t been taking care of her?” his teammate challenged.
Matt knew exactly how Ethan took care of the ladies. His brain flashed him pictures of the punk kissing her, stripping her, settling his head—then his cock—between her legs until she screamed. A glance at the rumpled bed with the old polyester spread half on the stained industrial carpet sent Matt’s imagination reeling and had him losing grip on his restraint.
“Stop it, both of you.” Madison wriggled free and approached him on soft footfalls, her eyes heavy-lidded with sleep. “Why are you angry? He made me feel safe, got me food and water, then watched over me while I napped.”
“Damn it, sweet pea. You’re making me sound like a saint.”
Matt snorted. “Fat chance. Get the fuck out. I need to talk to her.”
He also needed to swallow this unexpected hot tear of jealousy and deal with the danger at hand, but he couldn’t seem to let go of the primal, urgent need to put his hands and mouth all over her and assure himself in the most basic way that she was unharmed.
“No. I called the bosses as you pulled up. They’re on their way, should be here in fifteen. Hunter said we should both guard her until they—”
Matt lunged at Ethan. “Out!”
“Where the fuck am I supposed to go?”
In the tiny corner of his brain not fixated on getting Madison, he realized he was being a complete bastard. In the moment, he couldn’t find a single part of him that cared. “Go to your car. If you’re bored, take your dick in your hand.”
Then he grabbed Ethan by the neck, threw him out the door, and slammed it, throwing the deadbolt in place.
Finally, he turned to Madison, his heart ratcheting up.
“I didn’t think I’d see you again.” Her voice trembled.
“I came. For you,” he admitted, his chest heaving as he prowled closer.
As if she sensed his mood, she went wide-eyed, backing up a step at a time until she hit the wall. He told himself to act like a rational human being, ask her how she’d escaped and if she was okay, not tear away every stitch she wore and maul her. But his urges pinged between inspecting her from head to toe for injuries and ravishing every fucking inch of her.
“Me?” She sounded breathless as hell.
He nodded, tossing his hat aside, and kept coming straight for her. Unless she stopped him, nothing would.
Somehow, he managed not to toss her down to the bed and drag her under his body. “If you don’t want me inside you in the next thirty seconds, honey, say something now.”
CHAPTER NINE
Madison gasped. A flush crawled up her cheeks. Her nipples beaded. Her posture softened. Her eyes welcomed him.
