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I snapped the other side closed on mine. “I’m not as helpless as you thought, am I? You didn’t even hear me coming.”
“What the fuck?” he said, angrier than I suspected he’d be.
“I’m tired of you running away from me when I’m trying—”
“Damn it, Callie.” He pulled me across the room with him and started digging through the bag.
“What?”
After a few seconds, he stood with a sigh and looked at the cuffs that held us together. The expression on his face explained everything.
Shit. He didn’t have the key.
18
BLAKE
Callie’s bodypressed against mine as she’d struggled to get out of my arms on the porch had damn near undone me. I knew I had to get the hell away from her if I wanted to stay in control.
I was half-hard as I hurried past her back into the house, my intention to get upstairs so she wouldn’t know how close I’d come to kissing her again.
How close I’d come to doing so much more than that.
And what had the woman done?
Handcuffed usthe fucktogether.
“I can’t believe you did this,” I growled.
She scoffed and then laughed nervously. “How the hell would I know you didn’t have the key? Why would—”
“I almost always have it. This would be an exception.” I rubbed my hand over my head. “What the hell did you think this was going to accomplish anyway? If I had the key, I’d already have these off. It’s not like this little stunt was going to do much but annoy me.”
“It’s the principle!” she said, talking with her hands, which meant mine got lifted and moved around too. “We need to talk about this. You can’t just run off and pretend the conversation’s over.”
“Callie, it is over. Your friend will understand. It’s too risky.”
“I think you’re overreacting to something that’s not as dangerous as you’re making it out to be.”
“Well, guess what? I don’t care what you think, especially not right now. If you thought handcuffing yourself to me was going to make me more willing to discuss things and see your side, you miscalculated.”
She tried to cross her arms and realized that being handcuffed to me wasn’t making it easy. “You’re pissed and want to hear my side even less, I take it.”
“Brilliant deduction, Watson.”
She scowled, and I scowled right back.
“Blake... Fine. We’ll talk about how I’m going to my best friend’s wedding later.”
“Cal—”
“For now, I guess we’re actually stuck together until tomorrow?” She eyed the handcuffs warily, maybe realizing everything that came with that. Using the bathroom. Sleeping.
Fuck. It wasn’t like we were stuck together in the same room where I could sleep on the floor. We were going to have to share a bed.
I’d be a madman by morning having to lay close to her. Every filthy thought I’d had with her ass against my groin on that porch would haunt me until we could go get the key. That wasn’t going to work.
“I’ve had a few beers, and I just watched you slam two down. So now we have to sit and wait for enough of that to wear off before we can head into the precinct and get the damn key.” I wasn’t trying to hide how pissed off the situation made me. It would have been aggravating at any time, with anyone. “I’m too fucking tired for this,” I said, pulling her toward the couch. I could sit down and try to doze, at least.
