He let his hands rest on the counter on either side of him when she so hastily took the towel from him, but her actions did warrant a quirk of his brow. Tearing his cool blue-gray eyes from the fires burning in hers, he directed his attention to the spot he had missed. "Thanks," he said finally, letting his eyes return to her.
Mac sure had a funny way of showing she was not jealous, though he decided to not push the subject, or even respond to any subject dealing with Belle. He knew Mac was looking for a fight - hell, when was she not? - and he would give it to her, but Belle would not be a part of it. Besides, if this fight was going where he thought it was, he would rather not be in the kitchen. Granted, it would be totally kinky to do it in the kitchen, with the added thrill of someone walking in, but he had a sneaky suspicion Jax would have him fired, or worse, on sanitary grounds.