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It was safe to say I was livid. Lucas, on the other hand, was ecstatic. This was more like a field trip for him.
The officer informed me that it was in my and the child’s best interest to follow him. If Lucas had not been with me, I would have fought him more, but I didn’t want to do anything that could harm Lucas.
“This is so cool!” Lucas exclaimed as he peered out the window.
I glared more at the cop; he caught my eye through the rearview mirror, and I swear I saw a hint of a smirk.
All too soon, we were driving down Main Street, and I was glad for the tinted windows. Being in the back of a police car twice in twenty-four hours should have been some kind of record, right?
So, I asked.
“Negative,” the cop said. “Freya and Rusty hold most of the records in this town.”
There went that girl's name again.
Once we were parked, I grabbed Lucas's hand and dragged us out.
“You best believe I will drag you and your precinct in my newspaper,” I warned as I gave the cop a pointed finger.
He didn’t seem bothered by it and led Lucas and me inside.
“You!” I screeched when I saw Clark Carson waiting by the front desk.
My mouth went dry, and surely it was from anger, and not by the way he rocked that black long-sleeve and those jeans. Nope, it wasn’t that. I also knew this was no coincidence.
“Y-you had your lackey pick me up!”
His face was stoic, but his lip twitched.
“An officer,” he amended.
“This is abuse!” I pointed a finger at him.
Clark didn’t seem fazed. Our gazes locked, and I faltered for a second at the intensity he was looking at me with. He slid his eyes down, and I could feel them as if they were gracing my neck and body. I had gone for a simple light gray ribbed polo dress and sneakers. Then I saw the way his eyes flashed when they noticed I was holding onto something—or rather, someone.
“You know what? Since I’m already here, I’d like to file a complaint for abuse of power.”
Upon seeing Lucas, something shifted in Clark’s demeanor. It was subtle, like his shoulders becoming tenser and his jaw locking in a way that almost looked angry.
“Jane!” Clark bellowed.
A curvy middle-aged lady came walking out from one of the offices.
He then walked up to me.
Nope, that wasn’t the right word. More like he stalked up to me and then ignored me and crouched down to Lucas's level.
“Hey there, buddy.” He smiled at him, and I stopped breathing.
That smile. I remembered that smile. It was the same soft smile he gave me after he had saved my life. Except this time, it was different. Older and wiser, but also incredibly irresistible.
Lucas just waved at Clark, too shy to say anything else.
“I’m Clark. What’s your name?” he asked him.
Lucas looked up at me, asking for permission, and all I could do was nod, still too tongue-tied to speak.
“Lucas,” he replied.
