Page 47 of Kevlar To My Vest


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I skipped over his package, not wanting to go there with my current state of mind, and landed on his black tactical boots that looked like they could kick a person’s head in.

That was when I noticed two dogs at his feet.

“You have both of them?” I asked in surprise, going down on one knee at Trance’s feet to pet them both.

“Yeah,” he rasped. “This week starts Kosher’s training. I’ll give them about a month or so to acclimate before I start taking Kosher out by himself.”

I don’t know why I looked up right then, maybe it was the gruffness of his voice, or the simple pull of his eyes, but when I moved my eyes up his long body, studiously ignoring the bulge in his snug black pants that was growing by the second, I found myself captured by his eyes.

They were burning a hole into my soul that I was powerless to ignore.

Releasing the two dogs, I stood, moving closer and closer to his body until we were mere millimeters away from each other.

With a groan of defeat, Trance’s will broke, and he grabbed me by the braid to urge me forward until our lips met.

I melted into his body.

His mouth was absolute heaven.

Wet and hot.

When his tongue met my own, he seemed to lose some internal struggle, and I found myself pinned. My back against the lockers, and Trance’s body held my own hostage while he devoured my mouth.

His hands were clenched into fists, planted on either side of my head. One hand still held my braid tightly, which I noticed when I tried to move forward and bring him closer.

My hands were gripping the front of his shirt in desperation as I tried to meld my body with his.

Pulling on his hair, I groaned into his mouth. When he finally broke away from my mouth, staring deeply into my eyes, I fell, long and deep. Jesus, that man was a drug.

His breath billowed in and out of his lungs, and he stared at me as if I’d grown a second head. As if I was crazy.

“What?” He panted.

“Is that a flashlight, or are you happy to see me?” I panted.

He looked down and saw the huge baton on his duty belt poking me in the crotch, as well as his gun and walkie-talkie.

“Sorry,” he said as he cleared his throat. “I got a little excited. However, I am happy to see you. It’s been a long two days.”

I smiled. “Did you get off early?”

He shook his head. “Uh, no. Your sister had her baby in the middle of a Dairy Queen parking lot.”

I burst out laughing. “Ahh! That’s honest to God the best news I’ve ever heard. Is everyone okay?”

He nodded, smiling himself. “Yes, I’ve been sent to collect you. I tried calling but it went straight to voicemail.”

“Excellent. Let’s go. I’m so freakin’ excited!” I said jumping up and down against his body and clapping my hands.

His eyes closed, and I felt what most definitelywasn’this baton as it rubbed against my belly.

“Sorry,” I said calming down. “I’m just so excited.”

He squeezed his eyes so tightly that his forehead wrinkled before taking a step back.

“Follow me.” He instructed and started striding away quickly.

I followed behind him dutifully, and those pesky butterflies turned back into those bats again.

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