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Chapter Three

“What the hell is the matter?” Mac stood abruptly He looked mad and just plain mean

Draegan didn’t have to guess why Sable typically had a bed full of ht, he was probably enjoying a hand job or a blowjob, so if he’d left his seat in the

“Please sit down!” Facing theht attendant bent forward from her service seat “Sir! Younow!”

“Well no shit,” Mac said, stalking Markie “What’s the damn problem now, Markie?”

Allister and Gabe were closer to the front They were standing then, too

“What’s going on?” Serena asked, trying to reassemble her crumpled skirt and wrinkled top

Draegan stuffed his dick in his pants and leaned over, trying to see Markie Other passengers were hanging sideways as well in an effort to find out as happening

“It was awith his hands If he’d seen a rodent—and that was a big if—then he was probably way off on size Hisa huge wolf rat was roa the aircraft at will

“Markie,” Mac grated out, scanning the floor “This better be real”

“It is!” Markie wailed, throwing his ar

All Draegan could see was a patch of Markie’s white cotton top Mac stalked forward a few feet, searching for the varmint

The flight attendant met him halfway “Sir, you need to return to your seat”

“My friend says he saw a mouse”

“We’ve never had a proble over Markie “Please We’ll be on the ground in three or four minutes You must follow protocol”