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“Why didn’t you go to the FBI?”
“It’s a long story.”
“I’ve got time.”
“I went to the cops… they did nothing.”
“Defrauding the DoD is a federal crime. Why not go to the FBI?”
“I didn’t have really solid evidence on that, and then the attacks on my life happened…”
“Again, why not go to the FBI?” he asked as he took an exit that led to a small, one-stoplight town.
They drove slowly down Main Street, which consisted of a gas station that had been built before the second world war, a mom and pop grocery, a diner, a post office, and a feed store.
As they left town, Coop said, “You haven’t answered me, Anabella.”
“It’s difficult.”
“Not really. I haven’t even begun to get to the ‘difficult’ questions.”
Her eyes opened wider. “Like what?”
“Like if you think you’d prefer one flogger or two, or if maybe you’d prefer a single tail, maybe a vampire glove or a violet wand.”
She looked at him askance until he chuckled and then screwed up her face. “That’s not funny,” she said trying to keep the corners of her mouth from lifting in a smile.
“Then why are you trying so hard not to laugh?”
“Because it is totally inappropriate for you to ask a client that.”
“Depends on the situation and the client?”
“You do know that I don’t even know what the last two are, right?”
“And I would so love to be the one to show you.”
What had started as light banter to get her to relax and talk to him had, he realized, become something more. He really did wonder about those things and what it might be to lay his mark upon her before sinking into her wet heat and hearing her call his name as she came.
“I doubt that.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why would you doubt that? What have I done to give you any indication I’m not being straight with you?”
“Have you looked at me and then at yourself? Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have a bunch of insecurities or anything, but at best I’d be described as an averagely attractive, curvy girl. And you’re—well you. You’re gorgeous.”
He snorted. She couldn’t really believe that, could she? Glancing at her, he was a little afraid she did. But not for long, if he had anything to say about it.
“I’m glad you think so, but ‘averagely attractive’ is not at all how I’d describe you,” he said.
Coop wasn’t sure how they’d wandered into this dangerous territory, but if Anabella wanted to know what he thought about her, he was damn sure going to tell her.
“How would you describe me?” she asked, sounding genuinely curious—curious was better than annoyed.
“As a beautiful blonde bombshell with dangerous curves that make my dick go on high alert every time I see her—or think about her, for that matter.”
