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He was walking back to his vehicle when his phone chimed with a text message.
“Good morning, Hank.”
He kept his eyes peeled in the parking lot as he sent a quick reply. “Good morning, Nika. Did you sleep well?”
“I did. Going to take a shower and get some work done after I eat. I have another live chat this afternoon.”
He checked the clock in the dashboard. “How about I bring you some lunch?”
“I’d feel bad about interrupting your lunch break. You probably don’t get very long, do you?”
“Long enough to pick you up a nice lunch and bring it out to you and get a kiss.”
“Oh. Well, all right. Give me time to get showered and dressed.”
“Do that. And stay naked for me.”
He grinned, imagining her face as she paused before replying.
He chuckled when it finally came. “Yes, sir, Hank, sir.” There was a giggling emoticon next to her words.
“Are you being sassy?”
“Maybe?”
Hank laughed and made one final reply. “See you in an hour, sassy.”
The radio crackled with another call and he got back to work, anticipating seeing her. He found Jack Warner’s number in his contacts and dialed him before heading over to where he was needed. She had another live chat and Hank thought Jack wouldn’t mind getting the ball rolling with Ace and Kemp, and possibly Duke and Gage.
* * * *
Veronica let out a happy squeal when she heard Hank pull up outside. She’d done as he’d asked. She was naked except for his pearl-gray cowboy hat.
A knock sounded at the door and his voice called out. “Nika, it’s me, Hank.”
She held his hat to her head as she watched him through the peephole. “How do I know it’s not an impersonator? You could be a mad stalker wanting to steal me.”
She was sure he heard her gigglesnort through the door when he leaned an eye close to the peephole and softly said, “Because this particular mad stalker knows you’re nekkid?”
Unlocking the door, she was careful as she opened it to stay behind it. “And you’re a handsome stalker, too. Oh, mercy, and you’re in your uniform.”
He was clad in a jet-black sheriff’s uniform that accentuated his muscular physique and made him so much more imposing and intimidating. Larger than life. He wore black cowboy boots and a black Stetson, and the heavy work belt, fitted with a gun holster and other tools of his trade, capped off the aura of a man used to being in charge and protecting others.
Hank looked at her with sultry gray bedroom eyes as he handed her a white paper sack and a big Styrofoam cup then pushed her up against the door. “And you’re definitely nekkid, like I asked. I like the hat.” Using his body weight, he pinned her to the door and looked into her eyes. “All kidding aside, I’m glad you didn’t open the door without first checking.” He gazed into her eyes and then looked at her lips before his descended and gave her a kiss that stole her breath away.
The helplessness she felt at being pinned against the door with her hands full was surprisingly erotic. She was nude and she couldn’t do anything to stop him as his lips traced the column of her neck and his hands wandered from her upper arms to stroke and cup her breasts before sliding down to her waist. Her belly fluttered as his thumbs caressed the junctures of her thighs at her hips, never touching her mound. He smiled at her as he cupped her derriere in both hands and asked, “How’s your ass, Nika? Sore?”
Feeling a little out of her element with such a powerful, seductive man, she licked her lips and shook her head negatively. “No, I’m not sore.”
“Show me.”
She raised her eyebrows. “Show you?”
He must’ve been able to read her and said, “I’m not looking for any special position, just turn and tilt your ass up for me so I can see. Or would you like to bend over the table again?”
Her blush made her face hot but she complied, turning and bending at the waist and tilting her ass up for his inspection, biting her lip because she could practically feel his gaze on her bare skin. She gave it a little shake and earned a small tap and a chuckle from him before he turned her and pulled her into his arms for a hug.
