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the water. Justin let out a bark of laughter, then climbed in behind him,
pressing up against Mack's back. All that slippery, hard muscle sliding back
and forth across his skin had Mack groaning as his cock took notice, bobbing
against his stomach. Justin's gruff laughter in his ear only intensified the need
Mack felt spreading inside himself.
Since walking around suffering all day was your idea, Justin's rough
voice growled teasingly at Mack, I think it's only fair that you bear the brunt of
it. Mack groaned as hard hands started slicking over his skin over every part
except one, the one place he really wanted Justin to touch. And he was stuck,
unable to turn in the shower without dousing his bandaged hand. He shot an
evil glare over his shoulder at his red-haired devil, meeting the man's laughter-
lit eyes.
Yeah, but you're just being cruel now, Justin. Mack tried not to pout
when he said it, but wasn't sure he managed to pull it off, when Justin
smacked him on the ass again, not even bothering to stifle his laughter.
Not cruel, baby, Justin's voice purred right before Mack felt a tongue run
up the side of his neck and trace his ear. Just making sure you're thinking
about me& every single minute of this long, long day.
Mack groaned; maybe he should be a little more careful about teasing his
man in the future& Nope. One thing was certain: it was going to be a long, long
day indeed.
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Chapter Seven
Mack walked over to the barn, figuring that was his best shot of finding
Leo. He had given the man a couple of days to cool off and get his act together,
but they had to talk. He could use the walkie-talkies to hunt Leo down but
would prefer to keep this conversation private. He wanted to try to prevent any
kind of scene that might prove humiliating to Leo, at least around witnesses,
because an audience could make a complete ass out of a normally rational
man. They needed to work this out preferably peacefully because Mack
wasn't running Justin off, and Leo was going to have to accept that. Surely, if
he knew the truth about what had happened, Leo would chill out, for the most
part. However, if his foreman didn't back off about Justin, forcing Mack to
choose, then all bets were off, and Leo would be lucky if all he got was fired.
Opening the barn door, Mack stepped inside and knew immediately that
he was alone. Well, he guessed he could check the bunkhouse, though it damn
sure better be empty, unless someone was sick or injured. Mack closed the
door as he stepped back outside and spotted Leo striding up the main house's
porch steps. Yup, Mack thought, that'll work too. In fact, having this
discussion in the privacy of his own home would probably be much better. He
quickened his step and reached the stairs just as Leo began pounding on the
door.
Been looking for you, Mack said from behind Leo, causing the other man
to jump a bit in surprise. Leo faced him, and Mack could feel the anger pulsing
off his foreman. Better get this inside ASAP. Keeping a calm facade, he nodded
to Leo, gesturing for him to step inside. Leo headed for the living room, but
Mack stopped him.
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We'll do this in my office, Leo. You know where it is. Mack wanted this to
take place in the office, maybe to signify that this wasn't about friendship, it
was about his being the boss and his foreman respecting that. Or maybe, he
thought, he just didn't want to risk throwing the man through his big flat-
screen TV.
Leo turned on his heel and headed past the kitchen into the hall and went
into the room across from Mack's bedroom. He stood, sullen and pissy-looking,
glaring at the floor. Mack strolled over and sat in his comfortable, beat-up chair
behind his desk. He seriously thought about just firing Leo outright, because
the man's attitude right now was irritating the hell out of him. What was his
problem? Mack couldn't figure it out and was tired of trying. Taking a deep
breath, Mack reminded himself to stay calm.
You want to tell me what the fuck you thought you were doing with your
little tantrum the other day, Leo? Mack wanted to kick himself for not
controlling his temper better; the calm thing wasn't working for him, but he
would get himself under control. He glared at Leo, watching as the man's eyes
looked everywhere but at him. Mack could almost see the thoughts racing
through the foreman's head, trying to figure out the best way to handle this
situation, work it to his favor. He could have told Leo that wasn't going to
happen, but an icy calmness came over him as he watched the man struggle to
bend this to his advantage. Once Leo decided on a plan, he turned and faced
Mack.
Look, Mack, I was worried, okay? Still am. Nope, not buying that one,
Mack thought. Too much anger, and something that sure looked like disgust in
Leo's expression. Since Leo knew he was gay, Mack could only figure the
disgust was over his choice in partner. He slowly shook his head, dismissing
what the foreman said.
I don't think so. Something doesn't ring true here, and regardless of what
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