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“Yes, sir.”
I turned and saw him standing by the main desk. He was leaning forward, resting his elbow on the counter, charming the secretary. The overgrown beard was new, but it matched his long lashes. If it weren’t for the darker circles underneath his eyes, I’d argue he looked hotter than the night we met. His gaze lifted and caught my stare.
I fixed my shoulders back, lifted my head, mustered my confidence, and straightened my spine, taking calculated steps to the front.
“Hey,” I said. “I’m sorry about the power trip. I shouldn’t have arrested you.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t press charges if you have dinner with me.”
“What?”
“I thought we could catch up.”
“Dinner?”
“That’s what I said.”
“I don’t think my boyfriend would appreciate that.”
“So you’re not single? You’re seeing someone?”
“Yes.”
Sometimes my lies came out so beautifully. How could I deny the talent? Besides, didn’t he have a family to worry about?
The disappointment in his eyes stopped my next breath. I didn’t expect the sudden clench around my heart, either. The precinct door opened, and I thanked the lord for some air.
We turned to the entry at the same time. A blonde bombshell was pacing down the hall like it was a catwalk.
It was her. The woman from Colorado.
Her long, flowing dress clung to her delicate curves, and her hair fluttered in the draft. Her earrings matched the diamond tips in her long nails, and her purse matched her shoes. I rarely noticed such details, but it was hard not to notice hers.
“There you are, Fox. I can’t believe they impounded your Bentley. We’re running late, and I have the car running. I’m going to sue whoever is responsible for this.”
That would be me. Normally, I didn’t stoop to begging, but I would if it meant I’d keep this job.
She hooked her arm underneath his, but he peeled her clingy fingers off one by one. What was her name again?
“Thanks for coming, Tiffany.”
Right. Tiffany.
“Ms. Tiffany, I’m sorry for keeping Mr. Silver so long—”
“You’re the one who did this?” She eyed my badge. “Officer Young?”
“Yes,” I turned to James. I’d rather swallow my pride here than have Tiffany sue me. “I should have never arrested you. I’m sorry.”
His chin lifted, and he winked. “My offer stands, Officer Young. We have a lot to talk about. Have dinner with me.”
Tiffany took hold of his hand and pulled him toward the door. “Come on, Fox. We don’t want to be late.”
He stopped, retreated a few steps, and pointed with his finger like he was giving a lecture. “The gun is not the only thing you were wrong about, Laura.”
Sergeant Dwight came up from behind me. “I left my wife’s homemade cough drops on your desk. I hope your little boy feels better soon, Laura.”
My lashes flipped fully open while James’s eyes tightened at the corners.
“Ahem, thank you. I’ve got to go.”
I darted to the back room and waited until James Silver, aka Fox Silver, aka my son’s secret father, had left with his baby mama.
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