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I’m sure she’s scared, and for good reason, too. I saw the aftermath of her last relationship. And I know firsthand what that kind of destruction does to a person. That’s why I didn’t try to stop her when she ran out on me the next day. But there’s something here. Something that’s worth exploring for more than one night.
“Look…we don’t have to—”
“No, you don’t understand. I’m—” She stops short as Michael walks back into the room, quickly putting more space between us.
“Oh…good, you’re here,” he says, smiling at Bee. “Did you meet Captain Pierce?”
Her eyes flicker to me then back to him as she shakes her head. “Not officially, sir.”
“Well…let me do the honors. Captain Pierce, this is Lieutenant Travers. Lieutenant Travers, this is the man who will be taking my place. He has some big shoes to fill, but if anyone can do it, it’s him.”
My head spins as I absorb this new information. Bee is my lieutenant. My fucking lieutenant. Shit just got a lot more complicated. This explains why she seemed so freaked out. Probably should’ve been able to put this together before now. But she’s not in her uniform. And I was so wrapped up in seeing her again that it didn’t even dawn on me to question why she was at the station in the first place.
I force a smile on my face, extending my hand to her. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant Travers.”
I’m not exactly sure what the rules are here. But it’s probably best if we keep this situation from Michael for now. At least until we figure out what exactly is going on between us.
Pink tints her cheeks as she timidly takes my hand. “Looking forward to working with you, Captain Pierce.”
Her hand lingers in mine, her stare reflecting the thoughts running through her mind. She’s thinking about the night we spent together. About all the places she’d rather my hand be right now. I know because I’m thinking the same.
Working with her isn’t going to be easy. Keeping my hands to myself is going to be damn near impossible. This could get very messy. And I’m not usually the kind of guy who does messy. But, for her, I’d make an exception.
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“Holy shit,” Dana says, fanning herself. “Captain Peirce is fine with a capital F.”
My face heats, my head shaking as I let out a nervous chuckle. “He’s your superior.”
It’s the same thing I’ve been repeating to myself since this morning. But, god bless, I’d almost forgotten how freaking gorgeous that man is. When I saw him standing there, it didn’t even feel real. Then he called me honeybee, and all I wanted to do was run into his arms.
For the past two weeks, I’ve been regretting walking out on him without so much as exchanging numbers. I was so adamant about not sharing too many details about our lives, wouldn’t even tell him my name. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time. I told myself it was best to keep it simple, that I wasn’t ready to getinvolvedwith someone again. I didn’t realize how wrong I was until it was too late.
He’s all I’ve been thinking about for weeks. And now he’s here. But he’s my fucking captain.
Why didn’t I ask him about his job offer that night? Something, anything, about himself.
God.How can this be happening? I was never supposed to see him again. He said he wasn’t going to take the job.
The idea of living here just got a whole lot more appealing.
A thrill shoots through me as his words echo in my mind, the idea of him moving here for me giving me butterflies.
No. This can’t happen.Wecan’t happen. It’s crazy. Stupid. Reckless.
“Hello, Earth to Bee.” Dana snaps in front of my face, her brow lifted. “What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting funny all day.”
“Nothing,” I answer, the high pitch of my voice giving me away.
“You’ve always been a bad liar.” She snickers, shaking her head. “Talk to me. What’s going on?”
Dana and I met during training and quickly became best friends. We tell each other everything. The good, bad, and ugly. So, naturally, I told her all about my night with Roman. She was beyond thrilled that I finally “got laid” and especially ecstatic about how he handled the whole Jacob situation. I’m pretty sure she was even more upset than me that we hadn’t exchanged information. She begged me to give her his name, determined to use her supersleuth skills to find him. And I was tempted to let her. Maybe if I had, we wouldn’t be here now.
“Fine…” I sigh. “Do you remember that guy I hooked up with a couple of weeks ago?”
“You mean the beekeeper?”
