72. (DANE POV)

(DANE POV)

Mag walked in and flipped onto the bed like he owned the place. Everyone tensed up.

"Well, I figured you four were doing the sun thing. How sad I was when I realized I'd been waiting in the bathroom all day for no reason," he said mockingly.

Deirk glared at him. "You're not welcome here."

Mag laughed, a sound that grated on my nerves. "Well, I pay for it, so I figure I can come when I want."

"No," I said firmly. "Leave. I pay for this, so you have no claim. This is breaking the contract. "

Mag shrugged. "No, it isn't. I'm just sitting here. Unless I touch him," he pointed to Deirk, "then I'm not breaking anything... well, I wouldn't say that, but I'm not breaking the contract at least."

I stood, ready to enforce the boundaries, but Mag stood with me and said, "Sit down, son. I'm not going to cause trouble unless you do."

Jo whispered, "What do you want, Mag?"

He looked at her and smiled evilly. "You don't want the answer to that."

Jo stood up, her defiance show