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for emergency vehicles. Just take the week off, like a vacation. Please. I have to make a bunch of calls. Keep in touch.”
    She leaned on Brandon’s shoulder as she handed him back his phone. “What do I do?”
    He had heard most of the conversation. Their flights were with the same airline, so an idea popped into his head. He turned to the woman behind the counter. “Can you change her ticket to Los Angeles if I pay the difference?”
    “That’s no problem, as long as there is room on the flight.”
    Mackenzie lifted her head. She would love to spend more time with him, but she didn’t want to cause problems for him. “But, you said the guys…”
    “I’ll talk to them,” he assured her and ran his fingers through her hair. His heart fluttered with excitement, knowing he would have days with her. Maybe it was what they both needed, time together. He cupped her face in his hand. “You like them, don’t you?”
    She smiled then whispered, “Yeah, Chico’s cute, and Scott’s a hottie. Would you care if I fucked Scott?” She realized too late that the question might upset him, since he kept her close around his bandmates.
    It took him a few seconds to react, unsure how he felt about it. He was possessive of her when they were together and didn’t want any issues with his band. That, coupled with the feelings he had building for her, made him want to tell her she couldn’t. However, she was not his girl for real. “Just not in front of me.” He led her to a set of chairs. “Sit tight. I’ll call Jake.”
    When she sat down, he pulled out his phone and walked to a quieter area. “Jake, I need a favor.”
    “You didn’t miss your flight, did you?” Jake, the lead singer, replied with a groan.
    Brandon sighed. “No, man, I’m not coming alone. I gotta bring my girl with me. A hurricane hit, and she can’t get home.”
    “Mackenzie? Hell yes!” Jake got excited. “She’s the hottest broker I ever seen, and a freak. You know I like freaks.”
    Relief washed over Brandon, but so did anger. “Yeah, yeah.”
    “You know the rule though.” Jake suddenly changed his tone and paused dramatically. “We can make an exception, though. It’s a long ride to Vancouver, so if you share her, I’ll convince the other guys.”
    Brandon’s mouth dropped. “What do you mean share her?”
    “Either we get to fuck her, or tell her to meet us there.” Jake had an evil smile on his face, hoping his request pissed Brandon off. He just wanted to see his face when she submitted to him. He could actually care less about fucking her.
    Brandon looked at his Mackenzie sniffling and trying to hold back her tears. She had pulled out her laptop and seemed to be checking her email. He wasn’t sure if she would agree to do all of them. Besides that, he didn’t think he could handle it. Leaving her alone was so much worse though.
    “I have to ask her first,” Brandon replied. For a few seconds, he imagined it. Suddenly it seemed hot as hell. If he could tell them when and where, that would be even better. Then again, would sharing her show her how he felt, or fuck it all up? He was thoroughly confused on the matter, and torn on whether he should even bother to tell her Jake’s condition.
    Jake grinned. “She’s always flirting with us. You know she’ll go for it. I can’t wait to feel that tight-ass pussy wrapped around my dick. You gonna watch, dude?”
    “Fuck no!” Brandon quickly forced his anger to subside. Jake just had to go and piss him off. “I’ll call you back.” He was livid about it again.
    Jake was sure she wanted him. “It’s gonna be sweet.”
    Brandon wanted to throw his phone across the room, but knew it wouldn’t solve a thing. He punched the wall instead. He should have known Jake would insist on something like that.
    He couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like to see one of his friends nailing the woman he wanted to himself. However, he had to keep up the charade that he still