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Mac watched her frantically shove on her discarded clothing, her hair was a dishevelled mess and it was almost comical to watch her struggle. She furrowed her eyebrows in concentration, zipping up her shorts carefully while she adjusted her t-shirt into an even position. She tucked her hair behind her ears and squinted at Mac, her eyes roaming carefully over his body.

"What the hell are you doing" She hissed. She stumbled towards him and pulled his coveralls up, eliciting a groan from Mac as she grazed his softening member. She scoffed and her lips twisted into a grimace, Mac could practically hear her heart thudding as Mitchell's voice got nearer and nearer.

She shoved Mac hard, pushing him back towards the garden gate he had entered through. He frowned in confusion while she yanked open the gate door and he staggered into the driveway.

"You need to go" She ordered.

Mac frowned even further, "You can't just make me leave" He snapped.

Audrey crossed her arms, a smirk playing on her lips. "I can and I am." She stated, "You got what you wanted, now leave"

Mac briefly gaped at her, never in his life had he been dismissed after sex. He was the one that shoved girls away, he never felt so used in his entire life. He scowled at her, making her smirk widened with smugness.

"I ain't going" He said defiantly.

"Then melt in the sun" She replied stubbornly, before swinging the garden gate shut in his face.

He heard her voice call out for Mitchell, a sweet facade for the taunting vixen he had just first hand witnessed in action. He peeked over the gate, spotting her bending over and snatching up her garden gloves. As if she knew he was watching, she wiggled her ass in his direction. He growled while she chuckled to herself and skipped into the house, relieved from release.

"Fucking bitch!" He cursed, he pulled himself off the gate and stomped towards his pickup truck.

If anything, the sex had only made him more randier. He swore loudly while he smashed any object in his path, the girl was getting under his skin and fast. He slid into his truck, contemplated calling up Maria and started the vehicle to life.

He glanced back at the house, briefly seeing Audrey's shadow in the front window, illuminated by the dull light within. He squinted further, finding her with nothing on as she stepped into the shower. He gritted his teeth and roughly pressed down on the pedal. His truck lurched forward and he sped away, cursing the damn girl for getting under his skin.

#

The phone rung insistently, interrupting Audrey's work while she sat at her desk. Sheriff Pratt had fallen asleep in his office, Harley was out on patrol and the secretary, Pearl, was chewing a long strand of red liquorice while she searched the internet for things unrelated to work.

Audrey stared at her phone, allowing it to ring a couple more times before she begrudgingly snatched it up. She pressed it against her ear, cringing when she realised that it was Jim calling as usual.

"Yeah?" She asked absently.

"Hi Audrey, how have you been?" Jim greeted enthusiastically, Audrey could tell he was practically bouncing on his feet.

"I'm at work Jim, what do you want?" She asked tiredly, aware of how rude she was being.

"I just wanted to confirm tonight, that's all" Jim exclaimed, unfazed by her behaviour. Audrey furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, she was silent and Jim cleared his throat. "You know, for our dinner, the one you agreed to two days ago" He said, an accusing tone was brief in his voice.

Audrey could of smacked herself for forgetting to call it off. She had been so preoccupied with avoiding Mac and burying herself in work, that she hadn't remembered Jim's dinner plans. She sighed and rubbed at her forehead.

"I remember" She muttered.

"Great! I'll pick you up around six" Jim confirmed.

Audrey grunted her goodbyes and let Jim coax a few more words from her, before she hung up rudely and shoved her phone into her pocket. Surely she must of been cursed, she could think of nothing worse than ending a boring day with a disastrous date with Jim.

She groaned and sighed her way through the end of her shift, dreading the ride home while she typed up her reports. Each time she made a fake excuse in her head, it ended up sounding lame and she would back out on calling Jim. She realised she was doomed when the clock hit five o'clock and Sheriff Pratt was ushering her out of the police station. She grumbled her way to the patrol vehicle, slowly driving herself home while the clock started to tick closer and closer to six.

Once getting home, she rushed into the shower and scrubbed off the day's sweat and dirt. She absently pulled on a dark blue dress, one she knew Jim would find inappropriate, and slipped her feet into a pair of high heels. Her makeup was kept to a minimal, but her dress barely brought any attention to her face. The tight material outlined every part of her body whilst her cleavage screamed to be released from its restraints. It brought a smirk to Audrey's face.

"Maybe he'll leave me alone after this" Audrey mumbled.

Nina snorted from the doorway, "You'd have to be gay not to find that a turn on" She scoffed, whilst rocking Johnny on her hip. Audrey pulled a face, "Do you know where he's taking you?" She asked curiously.

"Never asked him" Audrey replied, "Hopefully not Luna Mesa" She added with a cringe.

"Don't jinx yourself" Nina warned, "God only knows what Mac would do to you in that dress"

Audrey flushed briefly, she knew exactly what Mac would do to her. Her ears perked as the doorbell rang and it gave her an excuse to turn her heated cheeks away from Nina. She cleared her throat and shuffled forward, receiving a sympathetic glance from Nina.

"Good luck on your date" Nina called after her.

Audrey sighed, she definitely was going to need luck. She made her way to the door and pulled it open, finding Jim with a bunch of flowers and a wide beam on his face. His eyes roamed over her and she could tell he was conflicted. After getting over the initial attraction, he furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head in a disapproving manner.

"I doubt thats an inappropriate outfit" He blurted out.

Audrey shrugged, "Good thing I'm not your girlfriend then"

Jim spluttered but remained silent, he gave the flowers over to her and she gripped them in one hand. She mumbled her thanks and followed him to his car, decidedly ignoring Nina's obscene laughter coming from behind the front door.

"So where are you taking me?" She asked politely, willing down any negative thing she had to say.

Pleased by her interest, Jim turned to look at her. "I made reservations at this nice restaurant in town, unfortunately they didn't pencil us in" He said sadly, whilst opening the passenger door for her. "So I hope you don't mind going Luna Mesa again"

Audrey felt stricken, she found herself nodding mutely while she slid into the front seat. Glancing down at the digital clock in his car, she saw that it was six o'clock and Mac wasn't due at Luna Mesa until after ten. She sighed in relief and sunk further into her chair, she patiently waited while Jim buckled himself in and drove away from Nina and Mitchell's house.

She wrinkled her nose as his hands drummed against the steering wheel, mirroring the exact rhythm of an annoying pop song on his radio. She studied him cautiously, frowning when she saw that he was grinning from ear to ear. Obviously excited about their 'date',

She huffed and couldn't believe she had jinxed herself. She had grown sick of Luna Mesa, on duty she was almost called down to the tavern everyday to split up some argument or drunken bar brawl.

"We're here!" Jim exclaimed, interrupting Audrey's thoughts.

"Great" She replied dryly, leaving her flowers in the car while she slid out of the passengers seat. Jim raced around the car, entwining his arm with hers while he led her towards the door. She was slowly growing more and more irritated.

He lead her in, sat her down in the booth down the back and ordered a couple of drinks for the pair of them.

#

"I'm not sure about her"

Walter's voice was gruff over the phone, obviously aggravated from having a heated discussion with Devon previous to his phone call.

"Huh?" Mac grunted, earning a sharp sigh from Walter.

"That new cop, Jacks. I don't like how she's snooping around" Walter clarified, irritation seeping into his tone while his patience wore off.

"She isn't snooping around" Mac defended.

"Really? Because she seems to keep her eye on everything. She's been doing reports late at the office too-" Walter bit back.

"You've been watching her?" Mac interrupted, he could tell Walter was rolling his eyes on the other end.

"Don't I watch anyone new that enters this town" Walter muttered.

"Then I suppose you'll be watching Devon and his group of pals" Mac remarked bitterly.

"Watch it! I don't trust her, she should go back to Atlanta" Walter frowned on his end, he wasn't happy with Mac bad mouthing his youngest son, nor did he appreciate Mac's behaviour lately. He seemed to be more off the handles than usual.

"She won't harm anyone, trust me" Mac muttered.

"You only want her around to fuck with-" Walter argued.

"I don't!" Mac argued lamely.

"Then scare her back to Atlanta, I don't want to keep watching her" Walter sneered.

"She really ain't harming anyone." Mac drawled.

"We'll see" Walter replied, before the line cut short.

#

Seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten.

Four long hours she had been sitting her, four unbelievably long hours, listening to Jim tell one painfully unfunny story after the other. It was torturing, and all she could do was fake a laugh and drink down every bad word she wanted to say.

Jim had just started reaching over the table for her hand when she felt a shiver run through her body. Just as she glanced over at the bar, Jim snatched up her hand and continued his story, only for it to go through one of her ears and out the other.

She was absolutely mute while Jim tried to coax a comment out of her, he being too concerned with her silence to find the answer to her wide eyes.

Across the bar, Mac stood still with a drink clenched in his hand and his steely eyes locked on their joined hands. Audrey ripped her hand from Jim, only to receive Mac's intense gaze just on her. She took a sharp intake of breath, feeling completely stunned under his stare.

"Oh, I didn't realise the time" Jim mumbled absently, he was staring at his watch intently.

"We can go if you want?" Audrey offered hopefully, she looked away from Mac but still felt his eyes burning into her.

Jim smiled at her, "No, that's alright Audrey. I still have time for another story" He babbled. Audrey sighed deeply and smiled bitterly towards him, she squirmed and fidgeted restlessly in her seat, hoping that Jim would take it as some sign to leave.

"...and he sprung up with these giant ears.."

Audrey glanced back at the bar, she was surprised when she found Mac standing by the pool table. He was facing her, but his eyes were casted down in concentration, angling the stick and lining it up with the pool balls. She chewed on her lip while she watched his brow furrow, and her eyes roamed lower.

He hadn't changed from work, instead opting to throw a flannel shirt over his work clothes. From what she could see, his arms was covered with traces of oil, his chest stretching the wife beater beneath while sweat and dirt stained the material. His coveralls were halfway down, the arms folded around his hips and tightening just above his crotch. Her eyes flickered back up and he was staring right back at her, a cool amusement in his eyes.

She frowned briefly as Julie strutted forward, her eyes keenly fixed on Audrey while she grabbed a handful of Mac's flannel shirt. Julie groped him openly, forgetting that there was anyone else in that room but her and Mac, and Audrey watching.

Audrey glanced away, but from the corner of her eye, she saw Mac smirking subtly. She grounded her teeth together, if Mac wanted to play this game, then it's on.

"...BOOM!" Jim exclaimed loudly, causing people close by to look over curiously.

Audrey smirked inwardly and laughed outright, she allowed Jim to lean forward in a fit of laughter while she continued her facade.

"Oh you're so funny Jim" She laughed, her eyes widened when he took her hand and squeezed it.

"I feel so comfortable around you" Jim admitted, "You aren't like girls around here"

Audrey smiled, "Thanks Jim" She looked down at there hands and was ready to pull herself free, he suddenly lent forward and planted his lips on her cheek. Her eyes widened further while there was a loud crash from the other end of the room. She glanced over there quickly, finding Mac standing before a shattered beer bottle on the floor. Mac gritted his teeth and plunged his tongue into Julie's open mouth in revenge.

Audrey's mouth twisted into a wicked smile, she lent forward and pressed her lips against Jim's, hoping for a sweet kiss and ending up with him slobbering over her. She was sure that she heard Mac curse before he stormed out of the front of the tavern yelling for Harley to come over.

Audrey pulled back and grinned at Jim and he returned the smile shyly, unaware of how much she wanted to throw up.

She let Jim ramble on, every now and then adding a pointless remark to fill the silence. When she had just about enough, she politely excused herself to the ladies room and pulled out her cellphone to call Nina.

She took a seat on the sink bench, pressing the phone tightly against her ear while Nina shoved some encouragement down the line.

"He's so boring" Audrey complained, "And to make matters worse, Mac is here too"

Nina bursted into laughter, "I thought you were joking, did he actually take you to Luna Mesa?" She gasped.

Audrey rolled her eyes, "Yes-"

"And you're wearing that sexy dress"

"Yes-"

"And you are at Luna Mesa with that dress?"

"Yes Nina!" Audrey snapped, Nina bursted into another round of laughter and Audrey rolled her eyes. "It's hardly funny, this dress is starting to get uncomfortable" She groaned. Nina snickered briefly.

The bathroom door slammed open and Audrey jumped in fright, she toppled off the sink and crashed down onto the floor. She scowled towards the door, only to gape and push herself against the wall.

"What's wrong Drey?" Nina panicked.

"Nothing Nina" Audrey lied shakily, she calmed her breathing and hoped Nina would be convinced.

"O-oh alright. Come home already then" Nina advised.

"I'm coming" Audrey confirmed before hanging up and pushing her cellphone back into her handbag. She got up off the ground and faced Mac, "What are you doing here Mac?" She asked warily.

"The real question is what the fuck are you doing here? With that prick?" Mac snarled, he stepped closer and Audrey could smell the alcohol wafting off him. She wrinkled her nose and stepped aside.

"None of your business" She muttered.

"You really think you can fuck me, then do your rounds of town?" He sneered.

Audrey raised her eyebrows, "That's fairly hypocritical. You don't own me, I can do whoever and whatever I want" She snapped brazenly, irritation settling into her features while she observed him.

Mac glowered at her, "It doesn't work like that around here, hell no are you gonna fuck everything in this town" He fumed.

Audrey snorted, "So I'm just suppose to have sex with you?" She asked. Something in her tone of voice made Mac glare at her, she was definitely implying something and it was growing on his nerves.

It was Mac's turn for his eyebrows to raise, "What?" He snarled.

"You wouldn't know how to fulfil a sexual appetite like mine or anyone else's for that matter" She muttered, "To be honest, it was sound"

Mac stepped forward, a challenging look in his eyes. Audrey's fell to the floor, the intensity of his gaze proving too much to hold.

"Sound?" He scoffed, "I'll fucking turn you inside out" He snapped.

He closed the space between them, shoving his hand up the hem of her dress and kneading her through her panties. He frowned whilst doing so, studying her body while she whimpered and lent against the sink for support.

"You wearing this little whore outfit for that jackass?" He said through gritted teeth. He shoved her dress up further and slipped two fingers past her thong, gaining entrance to her hot centre. She arched into him, moaning lightly as he relentlessly moved his fingers in and out of her. "You think you can go 'round fucking left, right and centre?" He asked.

Audrey rolled her eyes, "Shut up" She snapped, "I haven't got all night"

Mac snarled and removed his fingers, he gripped her hips and twisted her around, giving her enough time to brace herself against the sink bench. He roughly pushed her forward, unbuckling his belt quickly while he observed her from behind. His fingers flickered over her thong, before he ripped it off her and grunted as he stared at the material.

"You planning on showing that pussy of yours to him?" He snarled, he threw the ripped black lacy material in front of her. Audrey sighed and glanced over her shoulder at him, a smirk playing at the edge of her mouth.

"What's the matter Mac? You don't like sharing?" She asked in a patronising voice.

"The fuck I do" He grunted before thrusting hard into her.

Her head dropped back while his hands rested against her rounded hips, gripping tightly as he pounded into her. She pushed herself back into him, relishing in the strength of his chest while he disappeared and reappeared inside of her. His thrusts grew harder and deeper while her moans bounced off the walls and most likely out into the tavern. She was past the point of caring as fire started to pool in her stomach.

He felt her contract, and he moved one hand around to the front. He circled her clit to the rhythm of his thrusts, working them harder until she exploded around him. Her head fell forward as her body shook with the intensity of the orgasm, she clenched hard around him and his own orgasm followed suite. She milked every last bit of him while he let out an inhumane growl, his hands leaving prints on her hips with the level of pressure he used.

Once they recovered, Mac slipped slowly out of her and placed himself back into his coveralls. She pulled down her dress and sighed with irritation once she picked up her thong, she scowled towards Mac who looked fairly chuffed.

She threw her ripped thong at him, "Better take it, it'll be the last time you ever see my panties" She hissed.

Mac's eyebrows rose, "I think I'll be seeing more of you" He declared smugly.

"With that performance? I don't think so" She scoffed. She turned to the mirror and flattened the creases out of her dress, she looked at her back and her hands turned into fists. "And look what you've done, you've ruined my dress" She complained, her eyes settling on the oil stains on her back.

Mac frowned, "It was good and you know it!" He snarled, ignoring her complaints on her dress.

Audrey rolled her eyes, "Whatever you say" She mocked, "Now I'm going to need another shower, thanks to your condom-neglecting-ass" She snapped. She turned away from Mac and stomped towards the door, "Thanks for nothing asshole"

Mac glared at the door as soon as she had disappeared through it, his jaw clenched tightly while he grounded his teeth together. No one was dipping their pen in his ink, he was going to teach this girl a lesson. No one dismissed Mac and got away with it.