“Any other options?” Macy asked, silently pleading for more.

“Or we could-” he stopped, grabbing Macy’s wrist and pulling her into him. He hitched her thigh around his side and thrust his lips toward her.

“Macon stop.” She shoved him away with as much force as possible.

Macon adjusted himself before falling and hissed in her face, “That’ll cost you too.”

“You’re not being fair at all.”

“I never said I was fair. I just said that I was being good.” Macon smirked. Again.

“You probably should work on that good idea. I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but I’m positive that good is one thing you’ll never be.”

“We’ll just have to see about that. Now I’m going to talk to Shane.” Macon began to step around her, knowing she would stop him, of course.

“Macon wait.” She rammed him, but he jerked her close.

Pinning her down, he kissed her lips as she squirmed. “I’m better than you think.”

His actions didn’t seem to match his mind set though. He released her roughly and left.