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Therefore, I balanced my weight towards the middle, and leaned back into his chest, resting my head against his.
“You have too many things in your pockets,” I suggested.
He shrugged. “They’re necessary.”
I rolled my eyes towards the ceiling, catching Trance’s amused ones.
I smiled hesitantly at him, and he returned the smile.
His eyes warmed, and the cop mask slipped off his face as if it’d never been.
“Santa’s name is actually Dixie, although, after the last couple of years and all the women coming along, he will answer to Santa upon occasion. You’ve met Trance and Sebastian. On the far right in the corner is Tunnel Morrison, who’s a cop with the BPD.”
Tunnel was sitting on a padded barstool in the very corner of the room.
He was young like me, about twenty-five or so, with dirty blonde hair, and a killer smile.
He raised his hand to wave, but didn’t say anything as Loki continued. “The man in the corner is named Cleo. He’s another member of The Dixie Wardens, as well as a flight nurse/paramedic in Shreveport.”
Cleo was drop dead gorgeous. He had deeply tanned skin, gray eyes that were nearly black, black hair, long black eyelashes, and he wore black clothes.
He was one of the sexiest men I’d ever seen, and intimidating as hell.
“Hello,” he said deeply.
“Hi,” I replied back shyly.
“And finally we have Sterling, but we like to call him Kraken. He’s on leave from The Navy. He’s a SEAL. The Coast Guard’s wicked stepsister,” Loki jeered.
Sterling flipped him the bird without interrupting the drinking of his beer.
Sterling was most definitely the youngest of the group, but that didn’t detract from his appeal. He was covered, completely, on both arms with tattoos. And boy were those arms big. He could easily compete in the muscle mass department with Sebastian.
Loki was muscular and cut, and looked goddamned excellent, but he didn’t have the sheer mass that Sebastian and Sterling had, which I was grateful for. Otherwise, he’d look too much like the man that had attacked me, and then we really would’ve had a problem.
“What are you thinking about? You just tensed up,” he asked into my ear.
“Nothing. It was nothing,” I refused to talk about it.
“You about ready to go? I have to meet the chief at the station in about an hour,” he explained.
I would’ve answered, but the cell phone in my back pocket started to vibrate.
Leaning over so that Loki’s keys gouged into my ass fat, I retrieved the cell phone from my pocket and answered it. “Hello?”
“Hey, baby girl,” my father’s deep, smoky voice filled my ears.
I stood up with a wide smile on my face. “Daddy! What’s going on?”
I was excited to speak with him. He’d been delivering a load to Michigan when I’d spoken to him last, and it’d been nearly three weeks, which was a record for us.
“God, do I have a story for you. I could totally blow your mind with my last three weeks. I was going to stop by your place before I headed to the lake. However, you’re not here, so I just wanted to let you know where I’ll be,” he told me.
“Hey! I’m at the lake right now!” I crowed. “Which campsite are you heading to?”
I hadn’t meant to be quite so loud, but I was excited to see my dad. It’d been nearly three months since I’d seen him last, and I missed him dearly.
“BodcauDam, like I usually do, girly girl. I’ve already got the campsite for the week,” he informed me.
