Chapter Thirteen
"Working the plan, huh?" said Grizz.
"There were some unforeseen complications," said Keaton as he shut the door and ushered his two friends out.
Grizz and Mac had stared up at him in his towel while Brenda stood in her pajamas on the doorstep. Brenda had offered the men coffee while Keaton had thrown on his clothes. In that time, he knew his men had made up their own minds about what they had seen.
“She looks like a very complex set of curves a man could get lost in," said Mac.
"Hey." Keaton shoved the other man. Mac could’ve easily dodged the jab, but Keaton’s next words stopped him cold. "That's my wife you're talking about."
"Your wife?" both Mac and Grizz said in unison.
"Yeah." Keaton scrubbed his hand through his hair. His fingers caught in the strands. He wa
