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She’s within arm’s reach. With a sweeping movement, I could pull her into my embrace, drive my hips forward and make her feel the effect she’s having on me.
I’m solid and hungry.
“How did you do it?” I ask.
“I’ve got an elderly neighbor. Someone stole his dog from his front yard, so I went around the neighborhood asking if I could get footage from our neighbors’ dashcams. I got a license plate, but the police took ages following it up. So, I…”
“What?”
“I’m not sure if what I did is legal,” she mutters.
I smirk, moving even nearer to my woman. ToMichaela. It’s going to be difficult to stop thinking of her as mine
“You can tell me. Journalism and rule-bending go together.”
“I contacted somebody on the internet and paid them to track the car. They were keeping the dogs in an abandoned bar in the city. I got photos through the basement window, andthenthe police had to act.”
I almost clap my hands together.
“Wow, you’re smiling.”
My smirk twitches. “You don’t have to sound so surprised.”
She looks at the floor as if she regrets what she said.
“I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to keep apologizing,” I say.
She never has to apologize. Definitely not for this. Definitely not for being tenacious and determined.
“That’s impressive,” I go on. “You should be proud. I mean that. How old are you?”
“Why does that matter?”
Now, Idolaugh, a gruff chuckle. “Are you always this argumentative?”
“A great man once said, ‘It’s a journalist’s duty to be argumentative.’”
“Using my own logic against me. That’s clever.”
Her smile is a gift sweeter than any business deal, any victory in the boardroom, or any hard-won story.
“I’ll take the compliment, and I’m nineteen.”
This is wrong. That’s the message I try to send to the heart of my desire. She’s less than half my age, but her youth, her wide enthusiastic eyes, that young curvy body capable of giving me not one, not two, but many children…
Is itlesswrong that I want her for life, not just for pleasure?
“What’s your next story?” I ask.
“I’m interviewing one of the ex-employees. He worked caring for the dogs. He had no idea they were stolen.”
“He thought keeping dogs in the basement of a bar was normal?”
She shrugs. “He said it’s complicated. I want to hear his side of the story.”
“What about the man running the operation? Is he in jail?”
