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“Just give me something.”
“I was exactly where you think I was and they deserved everything they got.”
“Seriously, Harleigh,” he groaned. “Those drug dealers were hacked to pieces.”
“I only cut off their predominant hands,” I quipped.
“And then you stuck them on the top of the fence posts. It was like some sort of macabre homage to Vlad the Impaler.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “Guess they’re gonna have to learn how to jack off using their other hand,” I told him.
He shook his head at my dark sense of humour. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Nothing’s changed,” I responded. “I’m still the same girl.”
He gave me a once over. “I don’t know about that. You’re a bit darker than you were, but yeah, I think you’re still you. What are you doing later?”
“Nothing planned, why?”
“Come to my house?”
“We’ll see.”
I watched as he walked out the door, then continued to follow him through the windows of the diner, until he disappeared out of sight. When I turned my attention back to the table, Flo stood there with a menu in her hands and a full coffee pot.
“I thought once he saw what you had ordered that he would change his mind and stay for a bite,” she said as she topped off my cup.
I smiled at her. “Nah, he just came long enough to give me a piece of his mind and then leave.”
“Wonder what he’d think if you showed up at his work to give him a piece of yours?”
“The only way I’d show up at his precinct is if he arrested me again.”
She tsked. “That boy definitely wants to see you in cuffs, but I’m thinking more the fuzzy kind.”
I choked on my coffee. “Flo, I didn’t know you had it in you.”
“I’m old, but I’m definitely not dead,” she responded.
Thirty minutes later, I stepped around the corner of the building and spotted Brax leaning against the trunk of his cruiser. He had crossed his arms in front of his chest, making the muscles in his arms more defined. There had to be something wrong with me to be attracted to a man wearing a police uniform. I wouldn’t say it aloud to anyone, but he made being a cop look good. It was tight in all the right places, and there wasn’t a wrinkle in sight.
“Ms. Jordan, fancy meeting you here.” He smirked, as if he knew exactly what I had been thinking. “Can I drive you somewhere?”
“Where’s your partner?” I glanced around him to the cruiser and noted there wasn’t anyone inside. “I thought you had to get back to work.”
“I dropped him at home after shift. I was gonna go home to sleep, but then I saw you and decided I’d rather be doing something else with my time.”
He opened the passenger side of the cruiser and before I crawled in, I responded, “In that case, a nice, long ride is just how I’d like to spend the afternoon.”
I thought back to a couple months ago in a situation much like this. Dirk was actively stalking me, and I was doing my best not to notice him. I had stopped at the courthouse to drop off a manilla envelope containing enough evidence to convict a rapist. When I stepped back out of the building, I’d spotted Dirk standing at the edge of the sidewalk. He stared me down as I got into Brax’s cruiser. If looks could have killed, his expression would have dropped both of us dead in the middle of the street.
And like a complete idiot, it still hadn’t convinced me that he was going to become a problem.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked as he pulled away from the curb.
“Dirk,” I responded. “And that night.”
Dirk had always seemed so harmless until the night I saw him in Loraine’s mobile home. He looked completely at home at her place. As far as I knew, they didn’t run in the same circles, so he shouldn’t have even known her. So when I saw him seated across from her at the table, I had to take a picture and send it to the club.
