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several times before she gave up the hope she was seeing things. She’d know that watch anywhere. She remembered the hours spent searching for the right one. It had been the one and only time she’d allowed her true feels for Mac to show in a gift. Every other present she’d given him had fallen into the friend-of-my-brother category. But that watch, with its yellow-and-white-gold band, the diamond-studded face and Swiss precision mechanics had stepped over the friend line and then some. That timepiece was something a woman bought for the man she loved.
    And she had loved him— did love him. First with the bloom of a young girl’s crush and newly discovered hormones. And then with the deeper emotions that came with maturity and knowledge. She tried too many times to count to aim her affections at other boys, other men, but none of them affected her the way Mac did. Even when she wanted to strangle him, she wanted to kiss him while her hands tightened around his neck. Lillian swallowed over the lump in her throat and turned her head, brought her gaze up to meet his.
    Eyes the colour of a clear summer sky stared back. Their shade of blue was almost too pretty for a male, but there was nothing soft about the emotions churning in their depths. Desire, need and anger all mixed together in a maelstrom of conflicted sentiment. She knew that look, had seen it numerous times in the past. He wanted her, but he didn’t want to, and that was the rub. For Lil that denial translated as a rejection of her, and she couldn’t live with the ache in her heart anymore. As much as it would hurt, she needed to cut her loses and run.
    “Pass the tequila.” She curled her trembling fingers around her shot glass.
    “No.” Mac grabbed her wrist and stood. “You’ll give me what I earned.”
    Lillian sucked in a breath, tried to get her mind to find a plausible excuse to deny him. “You cheated.”
    He pulled her to her feet and brought them eye to eye. “My house, my rules.”
    “But … but, you can’t do that.” She stumbled in her five-inch heels as he tugged her away from the table.
    “Hey, man, you can’t just barge in and steal a player,” the international cricket player sitting opposite her protested.
    Mac eyed the guy across the table. “Can. Did.” He turned and towed her behind him as he stalked away from the game.
    “Mac, you can’t do this.” She twisted her arm in a futile attempt to free herself, but his grip didn’t loosen. “Mac.”
    “Not yet, Lilli.” The look he shot her over his shoulder had her teeth sinking into her lip.
    She could only imagine the expression on his face as people moved out of his way. Like the Red Sea, they parted without a word. Some of the women gazed at her with envious eyes and Lillian almost laughed. Under normal circumstances she’s be thrilled to be with Mac, but right now wasn’t normal. He was angry. Angrier than she’d ever seen him. His muscles strained with tension and the raw vibrations came off him in waves. Any fool in Mac’s way would see them. They’d left the room and were heading for the stairs.
    “At least tell me where we’re going.”
    “My room.”
    Uh-oh. Lillian’s stomach dropped to her toes, her heart sped up and beat against her ribs as though it were knocking to get out. They’d almost reached the top of the stairs and Lil knew there’d be no escape if he managed to get them any closer to his room. “Mac, stop. You’re causing a scene.”
    He threw his head back and laughed, the sound humourless and scornful, but his stride didn’t falter. He continued up the last few steps and pulled her behind him. When they were both on the upstairs landing, he spun her around and pinned her to the wall. “I’m making a scene? You’ve got half-naked celebrities sucking face and kissing arse and I’m the one creating a scene? I don’t think so, Lilli. You’ll have to do better than that to get away from me this time.”
    Mac held his gaze steady on