Chapter Eighteen
"Don't you think you should give this some thought?"
Mac didn’t need to ask Keaton what he was referring to. The man had never liked Lana. Neither him nor Grizz. Probably had to do with the many times Mac had come to his friends moaning about her latest rejection.
"What thought?” said Mac. “This was always the plan."
Truthfully, there had been some thought. Mac had taken a different tactic this time in his pursuit of Lana. He’d waited and let her come to him. Instead of years, instead of months, it had taken only days to get her back. And this time, she’d proposed to him.
He’d barely eaten last night at dinner because his grin had been so huge. His hands had also been more interested in twining with Lana’s than handling his fork. His nose had preferred her robust coff
