There was a knock on the door then and Jack strode over to open it. "Colin," he said as the other man stepped in. Colin Fergusson was of average build, but I could see that his smaller frame was still nothing but lean muscle. He wore a white T-shirt, jeans and a pair of scuffed cowboy boots, adding an inch or so to his moderate height.
"Jack." The two men clapped each other on the back then Colin turned to me and smiled. "Ariana. Nice to see you again." His warm hazel eyes ran up and down my frame with blatant approval.
"Here." Jack handed Colin a beer, taking the coat from the other man's arms to toss it over a chair. "Glad you were free tonight."
"Me too."
Jack came over and pulled me to my feet, wrapping an arm around my waist. Then he held out a hand to Colin, who stepped over to u
