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“I can feel those blue eyes of yours piercing my brain.”
I pressed my lips to the scar on her forehead. “Go back to sleep.”
She wriggled closer to me, and her stunning amber eyes fluttered open. “You promised a morning delight.”
I chuckled. “Go back to sleep, you crazy woman.”
She pulled a sad face, and it was the cutest expression. I kissed the sadness from her lips.
“I have to go to work, but I promise we’ll have some evening delight when I get home.”
“Hmmm, promise.” She pinched my nipple.
“Ow.” I gripped her hand in mine. “Yes, I promise. Now go back to sleep. I’ll bring home dinner for us.”
“Okay.” She curled her hand beneath her cheek, in the same pose that she’d done in that holding cell at the police station. She’d looked deceptively innocent then. She looked absolutely stunning now. I wished I could sit here and watch her all day.
My dick throbbed, and I untangled the sheets off my body before I couldn’t ignore the urge awakening my groin.
I had work to do. I grabbed my watch from the shelf.
Christ, it’s nearly eleven o’clock. I had never slept that late.
As I dressed, I caught glimpses of Indy watching me, and I was torn between my duty to work and jumping back into bed with her. But my mind kept snagging on Owen. I had to be there for him.
Fully dressed, I crawled up her body, and she rolled over to greet me.
“Change your mind, handsome?” The corners of her mouth lifted in a half-smile that was all Indiana—brazen and beautiful.
“Believe me, I would love to spend the day in bed with you.” I kissed her, and she curled her hand around my neck, pinning me in position.
Chuckling, I pulled back. “Save those kisses for later.”
I climbed off her.
“Don’t be too long, or I’ll start without you.”
“Ooh, now that’s something I absolutely want to see.”
She giggled, and it was like I’d broken through one of her defenses.
Trying to simmer the ache in my cock, I grabbed my car keys and left with my mind racing between the tasks I had to do once I reached the station and the gorgeous woman waiting for me when I returned.
The station was a hive of activity, and it seemed that everyone was in the house. I shouldered my way through the personnel to the coffee machine.
“Kingsley,” someone shouted at me from across the room.
I turned with my steaming mug in my hand.
Officer Cooper stood up behind his desk. “You’ve got nine lives, man.”
I raised my mug. “If I did, then I’ve just used up several of them.”
Anderson stood behind the desk next to Cooper. “That’s some serious shit you dealt with. Glad you’re still upright.”
“Thanks.” I nodded at them, and as I strode to the holding cells, I wondered just how much they knew about the last couple of days.
At the entrance to the holding cells, a woman in a blue suit stood by the door. Her posture was rigid, yet her eyes held a glimmer of something softer. The paperwork on the clipboard in her hand confirmed she was from juvenile corrections.
