He shakes his head. “No, I didn’t look too hard though. I was more concerned about getting in here to you.”

Tami and two other female employees stare at Sniffer. “I think you have a fan club,” I say, tipping my head in their direction.

She notices me look over and comes closer. Her hips have a little extra sway that I can’t help but smile at. “You must be the brother-in-law. How kind of you to come rescue her,” she bats her eyelashes, “I’m so nervous about the whole thing. She must have been terrified. Lucky for her, she has you to make sure she’s safe,” she pouts. “I’m Tami, by the way.”

What the hell is wrong with this woman. Five minutes ago, she was normal and sweet. Now, she’s like a flirting machine with hair tosses, biting her lips, touching his arm more times than I can count in the thirty second, one-sided conversation. I can’t help the bubble of laughter that escapes. They both turn to me like I’m the crazy one. I cover my mouth and start to cough. I clear my throat. “Sorry, nerves.” I shrug.

Masen chooses that second to storm through the door. He looks like he’s ready to kill someone. “Hot damn!” I hear one of the women utter.

His eyes find mine. I’m away from Sniffer and in his arms in seconds. He lifts me gently, and I wrap around him on instinct. “What happened?” he barks.

I sigh. He’s going to scare the pants off of these women, probably literally. “Mase, let’s go outside. These beautiful women have helped enough today. No need to bother them any further.”

Sniffer delivers a sweet as honey smile to the trio. I think they all sigh in unison. They’ve all moved closer, openly ogling Masen even with me in his arms. Tami, my helper, says, “Oh, it’s no bother. If either of you need anything, anything at all, I can be very helpful.” She’s definitely not talking to me. She looks right up at Masen through her lashes.

Now, she is starting to piss me off. “Hey, knock that off. Thank you for your help. I really appreciate it, I do. You can even throw yourself at my brother-in-law, but do not look at him like that. He’s mine!” I threaten.

Her eyes go wide. I don’t think she’s ever been called out before. Hooker probably flirts with taken men all the time.

Masen’s sexy chuckle warms my belly like always. I turn my head back around. Our faces are close. “Ah, baby. If I didn’t have to find the fuckers that messed with you, I’d take you in the back and make you scream so they’d know who I belong to.” His voice is low, but when I hear “hot damn” again in the same voice as before, I know they heard him.

Sniffer clears his throat. My eyes haven’t left Masen’s. “Yeah, on that note, we need to be going. Come on, Mase. You can make her scream at home.” He pats his back.