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“So you’ve been pulled over.”
She shrugged again. “Maybe a few times.”
“But you have no tickets.”
“That’s correct.”
Ah, now he was getting the picture. “So you charm your way out of them?”
She smiled. “I’m a very charming person.”
“You’re walking, talking chaos.” She was already causing him havoc wherever she went.
She peered up at him, that cocky smirk on her lips, and he wanted to kiss it right off her. Their gazes clashed, and heat and tension thickened the air around them, pushing out all the fun and replacing it with desire.
She sucked in a little breath.
He fought the urge to lean down and do dirty, filthy things to that mouth.
Her pink tongue darted out and wet her lips.
He had an image of pushing her over the hood of her car, peeling down those shorts, and using his mouth, hands, and cock to make her beg for him. In fact, he couldn’t think of anything he’d like more than to listen to Sophie plead for him to take her.
Don’t do it.
Her big doe eyes were dark now, her pupils dilated as though she followed his thoughts. There was no mistaking the chemistry that filled the air.
Don’t do it.
Her chest rose and fell, shallow and wanting.
Don’t do this.
He leaned down.
Her chin tilted and her lips parted.
Ah, fuck it.
His fingers slid up her arm, touching her for the first time. He practically groaned at the contact of her skin under him.
She shivered.
He wrapped his hand around the nape of her neck.
She craned to meet him.
“Chief, is everything okay?”
He jerked back, shaking his head to clear it from the cloud of lust she’d wrapped around him, to see his newest and youngest deputy standing there. Ryder had been so caught up in Sophie, he hadn’t even seen the damn kid pull up. He sighed. “Everything’s fine, Harold.”
“We tried to get you on the radio.” The kid, who looked like a cherub angel playing dress-up in his daddy’s uniform, glanced at Sophie, back at him, then at Sophie again. He cleared his throat. “There’s been an accident out on Route Twelve.”
Great. Not another one. He hated the beginning of summer, when the weather got warm and kids were almost out of school and their brains were already on vacation. It made everyone stupid and reckless, and clearly he wasn’t an exception.
He looked down at the woman already messing up his life. Did he not have a list of reasons to stay away from her? Was she not trouble? Did she not trigger all of his worst and baser instincts?
So what had he done with all his common sense? He’d gone to kiss her. It wouldn’t have been a nice, gentlemanly kiss either. It would have been hot. Hungry. And messy.
