Page 189 of Rising Heat
I glance toward it.
“About time.”
He gives me a nod before ducking under the bar.
“You’re telling me.”
A few feet away, Marco notices it too.
“Congratulations.”
Mack racks the bar and lets out a breath through his nose.
“Thanks.”
Coop wanders in carrying his protein shake, looking between the three of us.
“What are you ladies smiling about?”
Trick jerks his chin toward Mack.
“Show some respect.”
Coop frowns.
“For what?”
I grin.
“You’re looking at Boston’s newest official Chauffeur.”
Coop looks at Mack.
“You were already driving.”
“I was.”
“Then what’s different?”
Marco hooks his towel around the back of his neck.
“The city’s finally acknowledging it.”
Coop nods like he’s giving it serious consideration.
“Big guy’s buying dinner.”
Mack doesn’t even look up.
“Pretty sure it’s the other way around.”
“You’re the one with the promotion. Rules are rules.”
“Still not happening.”
Trick glances over from the rower.
“I’d support that motion.”
