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“I’m an injured man. Now if you want a real competition, let’s lift some weights . ” Shane knew it hadn’t been easy, but Mac had pretty much accepted his medical retirement from the Marine Corps. The bigger man flexed his impressive muscles , and a small gaggle of women by the elliptical machine s eye d him like dessert .
    Mac glanced over his shoulder, following Shane’s gaze , and grinned. He waved and received several waves back . Then he turned back to Shane . “Come on , hotshot . Y ou’re done. Let’s hit the office .”
    They left the main gym and walked down the back hall into a tidy room, furnished sparsely and decorated with Marine Corps regalia.
    “ Hey man, thanks for the ride this morning . ” At Mac’s look, he held up his hands . “I know. That makes f our times this month that you’ve saved my ass. Thanks.”
    Mac grunted. “ I don’t know how you made it in the Corps. You’ll probably be late to your own funeral.”
    “Probably . ” Shane accepted the water bottle Mac threw at him and gulped down the cool contents. “I need some advice . ”
    Mac’s gaze sharpened. “It’s that woman from this morning right?”
    “No, but funny you should mention her.” He explained the situation at the massage clinic. “ She’s even better looking the second time. Th at woman really gets to me.”
    “Sounds like Denise got to you . Call her up and see what shakes loose.”
    “ Yeah, well, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I get too involved when it comes to women . ” Shane wasn’t surprised to see Mac’s nod. “You on the other hand, are Mr. Love ‘em and Leave ‘em. So what’s the best approach to take to get Denise into bed and then out of it as fast?” Just saying that made him feel like a heel, but he intended to be up front about his needs. If Denise didn’t want the same, she’d be free to say no.
    Mac leaned back in his chair and laced his fingers behind his head . “Shane, my boy, you’ve come to the right place for advice . The problem with women is that you have to make them hate you to like you.”
    “ What?”
    “ F or some stupid reason, women love a guy who’s a jerk. If you’re too nice they ignore you. Or dump you.” Mac paused to make his point, rubbing in the fact Shane ’s ex had done just that, then continued, “ But if you pretend you don’t care, act like a dick, they’re on you like a heat rash.”
    “ That’s a great image.”
    “Thanks, I try.” Mac grinned.
    “So you’re saying I should go abuse some woman then ignore her, a nd she’ll be all over me ?” Even Mac couldn’t be this obtuse.
    “No, no,” Mac disagreed. “Obviously roughing up women, like you did this morning, only irritates them. ”
    “That was an accident.” Shane scowled. “I don’t hurt women, you idiot.”
    Mac ignored him . “ What you need to do is find a girl you like . T ake Denise for example. You give her a little attention to show that you’re interested, then you back off and watch her flail around trying to get to you. Once she’s hooked, you take her out, you both have fun, and you’re done. Easy. ”
    Shane didn’t think Mac’s process had as much to do with getting women as his biceps did. But the man had an impressive track record. Women came at him in droves, and they never seemed unhappy when they parted ways. It was eerie and a little worrisome. Shane had never been good at fucking and flying, as Mac liked to call it. He needed to like his partner to share more.
    Mac warmed up to his topic. “For example , did you see t hat redhead that was staring at us downstairs ? Her name’s Meg an . Not long after I started working here, she started making eyes at me. She’s got a great set of tits, a tight ass and nice legs , so I figured, what the hell?”
    “Jesus, Mac. I know we’re guys, but shit . She’s got a brain.” He just didn’t think he could screw a woman based on her measurements alone.
    “As I was saying, Nancy , I