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“Oh.”
“Y’all could leave,” Jackie said. She was near begging at this point. She needed some time in her own head. She needed to figure out how she wanted to deal with Mac. Other than, well, naked.
Could that be all it was? Could it all be pent up sexual frustration from wanting him for so long and only being satisfied with vibrators and her own fantasies? She’d come so close in the cell and that only added to the desires coursing through her.
No one knew that just one whiff of his cologne and her panties dampened. Or that his voice alone made her stomach flutter.
Mac was the one for her. At least the one for her body. Anything else? She mentally shook herself. He said one night.
Tonight was that night.
“Trevor?”
“Yeah?”
“Watch the bar for me, will ya?”
“You trust him over me?” Trae asked, a stunned look on his face. It was fake. God, she knew them so well.
“I do. He won’t hit on every waitress that needs an order filled. And he’ll clean up whatever mess he makes.”
“I don’t make messes,” Trevor stated. “That gene pool landed on him.”
Jackie laughed. Since deciding, once and for all, that it was now or never with Mac, she felt lighter. Like a boulder had been lifted. One way or another, she’d know if Mac was more than her fantasy.
She glanced at Trae before bending to grab her purse from under the bar. “You know he’s not wrong. You’re a perpetual frat boy.”
“That’s cruel. I was never a frat boy.”
“They wouldn’t have you?”
“Shut up. I’ll prove y’all wrong. All of you.”
Jackie and Trevor stood back. Trae picked up the broom and started in the glass shards they hadn’t finished with before Mac slammed out of the club.
“You missed some,” Trevor pointed out.
“I’m not done, asshole.”
“Just tryin’ to help.”
“I can manage this all on my own.”
“Sure you can. I got this,” Trevor said to Jackie. “Go do what you need to do. Everything here will be just fine.”
“Don’t give him too hard a time,” she replied, nodding toward Trae. “I know this is hard on him.”
Trae had a crush on her. Had ever since Mandi introduced them years back. They were younger than she and Mandi by a bit. Jackie thought Trae would’ve grown out of it after all this time, but she could see in his eyes that he hadn’t.
Neither of them had ever spoken about his feelings. And she didn’t want to be the one to bring it up. He played it off by joking and teasing and supporting whatever she wanted.
“Why haven’t y’all come to see Mandi before now?”
“You know part of the answer to that one.”
Trevor’s response confirmed it. “And the other part?”
He shrugged. “Giving her time to be on her own without us hanging around scaring off her boyfriends.”
