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“Knight, you good?”
Jordan blinked and found the room to be cleared out. Zain stood in the doorway waiting for her.
“Yeah, I’m okay.” She stood and walked over to the door. She smiled and brushed past him. She strode down the hall towardthe stairwell and tossed over her shoulder, “I hope you brought your A game today, Roman. I feel like kicking ass.”
His audible groan made her laugh.
Right now she needed to expel some energy, and kicking the guys’ asses would do.
2
“Don’t give me any sass, Honor,” Rhys Newman muttered.
The German Shepherd barked at him, letting him know she was ready to get out in the yard. She trotted behind him as he made his way to the kitchen. It was mid-morning, and he’d just woken up. Last night’s shift had been extremely busy and had taken a toll on him.
He wasn’t as young as he used to be, and working the graveyard shift was catching up to him. Rhys, a twenty-five-year veteran of the Columbia Police Department, loved his job, but working nights was getting old quick. His partner, Honor, on the other hand, loved nights.
But then again, she loved her job no matter what time they worked.
When he’d arrived home that morning, he’d showered then had fallen into bed. He was awakened a couple of hours later by Honor raining kisses on his face. Honor had barely allowed him to throw on a t-shirt and shorts before dragging him out of his bedroom.
For the past seven years, Rhys had been a member of the K9 unit. He’d always loved animals, and having a dog as a partnerwas the absolute best. There was never any doubt in his mind that she would have his back. When he’d become a K9 handler, Honor was his first dog, and they had learned together. Their training had been intense, and it helped them grow close.
Honor understood when she wore her tactical harness it was time to work. She was one of the most focused police dogs he’d ever met. She made him a better police officer.
But when that harness was removed, she became the family dog. She was playful and the queen of the house. They made it to the kitchen, and she instantly beelined it to the glass sliding door that led to the back porch.
She sat next to it and whined. Rhys ran a shaky hand along his face and stared at the dog. He sighed when he caught sight of her expression. This was the one she used to get what she wanted. He always caved when she used it, and the dog was smart enough to know it.
“All right, dammit,” he grumbled.
She was a cruel woman, not letting him get his coffee first. He went to her, and she immediately danced in place next to him. He slid the door open, and she took off. He watched her trot across the porch and down the stairs, racing off to her favorite tree.
There wasn’t anything Rhys wouldn’t do for Honor. She’d been the only steady woman in his life besides his daughter, Nova, for a while until recently. He pulled his phone out the pocket of his shorts.
I miss you. I’m off tonight…
Rhys smiled at the screen. Just the simple message had his heart skipping a beat. When he’d arrived home after his shift, he had sent Jordan a text before falling asleep. The woman was always on his mind. There was something about her that hadhim feigning like an addict needing his next hit. It had been two days since he’d last got to see her, and dammit, he wanted her to come back to him.
He looked up to eye Honor who was sniffing around the yard. She wouldn’t go anywhere. He owned thirty acres for her to run around on until she was tired, but she wouldn’t go far. He left the door slightly open where she could come back in when she was ready.
He moved away and went over to the counter where his coffee pot had just finished brewing. He ignored it and leaned back, staring at Jordan’s text. She had blown into his life and he hadn’t looked back. He was a lucky man for someone like her to entertain his attentions.
Jordan Knight was like no other lady he’d ever encountered. She was beautiful with warm brown skin, soft lips, a toned, curvy body, and wasn’t afraid to speak up for herself. She was one hell of a policewoman. He’d seen her in action, and that was how they had met. He and his team had assisted SWAT with a kidnapping that involved a fellow officer’s woman.
From the moment he’d seen her dressed in her SWAT gear, helmet, and a gun in her hand, he was a goner. He’d been nervous as hell when he’d approached her that day. He had sent his dog over to Jordan to break the ice.
Rhys wasn’t ashamed to admit that he’d used Honor. She was the best wing dog that day. Jordan had bent down and rubbed Honor behind the ears. Honor loved the attention from her fellow cop. The moment Jordan peered up at him and smiled, she’d stolen his breath and his heart.
It had been a long time since Rhys had dated anyone. He had married young, straight out of the academy. He had thought Sara Beth would be the one woman for him. They had met when they were sixteen years old. Engaged at nineteen. Married attwenty and had their daughter at twenty-five. By the time they were thirty, they had divorced.
Rhys shook his head, not wanting to think of his ex. She’d consumed a big chunk of his life that he could never get back. Through all of those years, the only good thing he’d got out of their union was his daughter. After their separation, he had dated here and there, but there wasn’t anyone he had wanted to bring around his daughter. He had a few women that if he needed an itch scratched, they would only be too happy to invite him over for a little fun.
But he had never brought anyone to the farm, much less around his daughter.
Rhys set the phone down on the counter and continued to stare at it. He should respond. That much he knew, but he didn’t want to sound too cheesy.
“Fuck,” he murmured.
