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Pulling the magazine on my own weapon, I do a quick count before shoving it back into place.
“Frankie, move!”
I look up, and she shoves me out of the way into the side of the container, stepping in front of me. Before I have time to register what is happening, gun shots ring out and I grab hold of her.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I shout, looking over at the new body tumbling into the dirt. My nostrils flare as I spin her to me. Her hand trembles as she looks down at the smoking gun.
“He was going to shoot you,” her voice shakes and I pull her against me.
“Don’t fucking do that again.” Keeping a tight grip on her biceps, I pull back and search those green eyes.
“I just saved your goddamn life. Why are you so angry?”
That, I don’t want to admit the answer to.“I’ve never had a stalker before. I’ve become quite accustomed to it. I can’t have you dying on me.”
I can’t help taking a moment to study her. Despite the burning rage at her putting herself in this much danger, I kind of admire her determination. She has guts and the potential to be a lot more than what she is.
I’m pretty sure she’s just killed a cop. He doesn’t resemble any of Romano’s men. One thing this has cemented: she isn’t working for her dad.
And she has a weakness.
Her feelings for me, whatever they may be.You don’t jump in front of someone unless you don’t want them to get hurt.
“I need to arrest you, Frankie.” Her lips twitch into a smirk, shaking me from my thoughts.
Putting my theory to the test, I lean into the crook of her neck.
“Is that right, detective?” I slide my bloody hand down her side, reaching the hem of her jeans.
Letting my beard tickle against her neck, somehow I resist the urge to bite down on her flesh.
Her sharp inhale covers the moment I take the handcuffs from their holder.
This confirms exactly what I thought. I can definitely use this woman. She is so distracted by me, she doesn’t realize I have her cuffs until they snap over her right wrist.
“What the fuck?” she hisses at me.
“I think you are the one under arrest, baby,” I mutter against her throat.
Her body goes stiff against me. I clasp the other link over my own wrist. She yanks it, pinching my skin.
“I can get out of this, you know. I have the key,” she says through her gritted teeth.
“I wouldn’t dare, if I were you. You want to get out of here alive? I’ll make sure you do. Seeing as you have a clear disregard for your own life, this—” I hold up our chained wrists, “—is non-negotiable.”
She visibly shivers.
“Come on, I’m not that bad. Being cuffed can be fun.”I wink.
Her nose wrinkles as she looks up at me.
I yank her towards me so her body slams into my side.
She relaxes against my touch.
My voice drops as my lips brush the lobe of her ear. “We are more alike than you think, detective.”
She looks past me, deep in thought.“How is my dad involved in all of this?”
