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“Split
up, you said. It’ll be fine, you said”. Mimicking Mac, as he checked in
the rear view if any of the thugs made it out of the hectic car chase
just minutes prior.

“I’ll admit, it wasn’t my best plan. But
things could be worst”. A crack of thunder followed by a severe downpour erupted from the sky.
To add to the bad luck Mac’s car made a rumble, then one of the tyres deflated.

Breathing deeply, you rested an elbow on the window sill. “You were saying”.

“One of them
must of shot a tyre, I have a spare in the trunk”. He proceeded to open
the door.

“Are you crazy, you can’t go out there”. Another roar of thunder cracked across the dark grey sky proving your point.

He
knew you were just looking out for his well-being. However, between
phone service being out of reach, coms disconnected and the potential
for the thugs to catch up, Mac had to fix the car quickly and
efficiently to get back to the meet up point in time. “It’ll only take a minute, be my eyes in case trouble shows”.
A firm grip on the gun and eyes scanning up ahead, the coast seemed to
be clear. Either the thugs chasing you regrouped or you and Mac simply
lost them while driving like a manic in the small rural town. From your
peripheral vision Mac was struggling against the harsh elements. “What are you doing?. Get back in the car, Y/N”. He shouted over the belting wind and rain while attempting to secure the spare tyre.

Even though most of you was covered, the rain still felt like sharp needles against your skin. “I’m helping, there’s no way you can do this on your own in this kind of weather. We lost the thugs, we should be okay”.
Proceeding to loosen the flat trye, a strike of lightning hit close by.
Mac grabbed your hands and the two of you, for the time being,
abandoned the flat trye operation and settled in the backseat of his
Jeep. You didn’t realize how much your body was shivering until Mac
cranked up the car’s heater.

“I think we may need to lay low for a while, just until the storm passes”.
Mac replied, removing his jacket. Your eyes gazed over his blue collar
shirt. The small water droplets falling from his fringe adding to the
already drenched material. Slipping off your shoes, underneath sat a
pool of water, making you shiver again. Mac opened up his arms and he
smiled. “Body heat, it’ll warm us up faster”.

“I’m fine with the heater”. Stuttering out a semi-audible reply.

Mac
moved closer. And since the car was already an small enclosed space, he
didn’t have to put much effort in the move until his legs were touching yours. “Y/N, for once stop being stubborn. You’re freezing, I can see it. So let me help warm you up”. You surrendered defeat, resting against Mac’s chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. “See, I can feel us getting warmer already”. He stated, a little bit of sass to indicate I told you so.

The
rain was still beating heavily against the car, no signs of slowing
down. Another smaller jolt of lightning flashed meters away, causing the
heater to go on the fritz. “How safe are we in here?”. Asking Mac.

“Safer then if we tried out luck out there. As far as I can see there’s no other places for shelter around”.

It
was silence for no more then five minutes, until Mac noticed the wound
you obtained by one of the merciless thugs had slightly re-opened. “You’re bleeding again”. He informed you, carefully rolling up the ends of your shirt. “I think there’s still some spare bandages in here somewhere”. He leaned forward, rummaging through the cars several compartments. You winched when Mac placed the bandage across the wound. “I’m sorry”.

“It’s fine, I just forgot how much it hurt”.
Sucking in a breath, trying to laugh the pain off.

“You’re still cold, aren’t you?”. He pointed to your shaking, pale hands.

“I’m-”.
Staring into his blue eyes, something clicked. A feeling that perhaps
was always lingering, yet, overlooked. Mac could feel it too. It was now
completely  magnetic to ignore or push to the side. “Body heat”. You abruptly uttered.

“Body heat”. He whispered back, pressing his lips to yours.

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After
the mission, Matty insisted on medical check-ups. The doctors orders
were simply to take it easy and a good nights rest. Planning to do just
that, you thanked Mac for walking you to the door.

“Those are the most words you’ve said to me since the car”. You could feel his breath on the back of you neck. “I know why you’ve been avoiding me”. Turning you around, there was no hiding now.
“And I know this is the part where you try and give me your best it was
a mistake speech. But mistake isn’t the word to describe
what happened”.

“And how would you describe it?”. Challenging him.

Mac leaned forward. “Passionate”. He whispered, fingers following the waistband of the blue jeans. “The
way you felt wrapped around me. The way my name rolled of those
beautiful lips of yours. The way we came together. All of it, everything
we did, I don’t want either of us to forget”. Kissing your exposed
neck, you closed your eyes, remembering all the finer details. Melting
into his touch, he took things to the next level, intimately keeping eye
contact with you, knowing exactly how to bring you to a quick release
with just his hand.

“Come inside”. He smirked, however, you made it abundantly clear that talking it through was going to be the only thing on the agenda.

“The only question that needs to be answered is will you be my girlfriend?”. He asked, pressing you up against the dinning table.

“I think us sleeping together while on a mission answers that question”. Suppressing the urge to smile as you watched his cheeks heat up.

Mac beamed with happiness, his body with excitement. “Then we have nothing else to discuss tonight”. Lifting the shirt of your head, his hands roamed every inch of bare skin.

Your focus wanted to be on Mac, but the realistic side jumped out.. “How will this all work, us dating and working together?”.

He placed you on top of the table
and left you feeling breathless from the unexpected lust driven kiss. “We’ll talk about it all tomorrow, I promise. Right now just let me make love to you again”.
His words ignited a different wave of shivers, ones that you craved to
experience again. And all through the night you felt Mac in ways that
were unforgettable.

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