Page 28 of Mac

I rode my bike over to Kate’s in case we needed to go pick anything up. When I pulled up to Kate’s place, I saw her car, but no one else had shown up yet. As I was getting off my bike, she walked out onto her porch. Even in sweatpants and a zippered hoodie, she was smokin’ hot.

“Hi, Mac,” she greeted me quietly, once again the shy girl instead of the vibrant one that had started to emerge.

I could tell she was thinking about the other night and Michelle hanging all over me, but, like every time before, I didn’t miss how her eyes checked me out. I couldn’t remember a time where a female had held my attention like this. I told myself it was because she was off-limits, but that was too easy of an excuse. In truth, she was different, unique...special.

“Hey.” I joined her as she walked to her car. “So, what’s the plan for today?”

“Painting,” she said, popping open the trunk.

We each grabbed a couple of gallons of paint from her car and made our way back inside. Taking a look at the taping she already did, it wouldn’t be difficult to finish up before the day ended.

“Where do you want to start?”

I watched her as she bit her bottom lip while she contemplated the best order to do things in. She had an air of innocence about her, and she was oblivious to the fact that she was sexy as sin.

“I think we should start in the bedroom.”

“Sounds good to me.” I winked at her and loved the blush that started to creep up her cheeks once she realized how I interpreted her suggestion.

“That’s not what I meant,” she said as she rolled her eyes and shoved my shoulder.

“Oh yeah?” I asked, crowding her space. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed you checking me out.”

“Wh-what?” Yeah, she knew she was caught, but she tried to lie anyway. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you don’t, sweetheart.” I was standing so close to her, I could feel her shiver as my breath fanned over her neck.

Just as I was about to do something stupid, I heard the other guys driving down the driveway. She quickly stepped away from me to meet everyone outside. I followed behind, seeing quite a few of our guys pulling up.

“Oh wow,” she whispered as she stood in the doorway.

“What?”

“I didn’t expect so many people to come help today.”

“You’re Viking’s daughter; therefore, you’re family. That means something around here,” I explained.

“Still trying to get used to that.” I didn’t think she meant for me to hear her, but I did.

“I know,” I said. “It’s strange at first, but just accept it for what it is, and you won’t feel so weird about it, trust me.”

We made some quick introductions. Fitz and Hawk had just gotten back from dealing with more of the Phantom shit show and had missed the barbecue Meredith had set up for Kate. Hawk slowly looked her up and down and then turned to me, a stupid grin on his face. It was obvious his asshole brother had been talking shit with him.

We spent the next few hours painting, then fixing up some minor stuff in and around the bungalow. The place was looking good, and I could see that Kate was pretty pleased with it.

“Hey, I’m taking a quick break. Be right back,” I told Wolf as I grabbed my pack of smokes from the coffee table. I needed a few minutes to myself. My dick had been in a permanent hard state watching Kate bending over for the last couple of hours. I needed some fresh air before someone caught me eye-fucking our president’s daughter.

I had just lit my cigarette when I looked over and saw Kate standing at the other end of the porch, staring at Viking’s bike. She hadn’t noticed me yet, so I took advantage of that and walked up behind her.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” I asked, admiring the sleek red beast in front of us.

She jumped a little and spun around to face me. “Oh my god, Mac! You scared me.”

“You were staring pretty hard at the bike. Ever been on one?”

She shook her head. “I never knew anyone who rode before.”

I was going to ask her to go for a ride with me, but she changed the subject before I had a chance.