The man jumped down from a military-green jeep. Before Lucas could react, he strode forward, grabbed him by the collar, and hauled him off the ground as effortlessly as if he were lifting a stray cat.
"I heard you were looking for me."
Lucas struggled violently to break free.
I shot the newcomer an exasperated look before turning back toward Lucas.
"Since you've been asking nonstop," I said calmly, "let me introduce him properly."
I looked at the man beside me. "This is my husband, Mason Frost."
Mason finally released Lucas and sauntered toward me with his usual lazy swagger, the corner of his mouth curled into a wicked grin.
Then, without warning, he bent down and swept me straight into his arms. "Back from vacation to spend time with my wife and kids!" he shouted loudly.
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