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I keep my eyes locked on his, but even so, I can see he’s growing very quickly south of his authoritative belt buckle. I wonder what that belt would feel like across my bare cheeks, or wrapped around my wrists, tying me to a bed…or an empty jail cell.

“Sorry…I was just working,” he offers.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt,” I say, although it’s clear that’s exactly what I’ve done. “I know you’re busy and just wanted to let you know I’m here so our meeting can go on schedule and your day doesn’t get off track.”

“Not off track at all. You’re welcome to come by anytime. Our community deserves a great parade and I know you want to give it to them.”

There’s something else I want him to give me, and if I stuck my hand out I could take it in my grasp at this very moment. I want to touch him again, even just another handshake, but I know that won’t be enough. I want more…so much more.

Meeting him has awakened a need inside me that I didn’t even realize I had, at least not like this…not this intense.

I can’t get him off my mind, nor do I want to, and when I’m around him everything inside me pulls tight.

I don’t mind that he was pushing me away at my parent’s house yesterday. I completely understand.

More importantly I understand that if something’s going to happen I just might be the one that needs to instigate it. He’s a cop, and a good one. He’s loyal and professional, and I have to find a way to get him to loosen up a bit…so I can introduce him to something that’s tighter than he’s ever felt before.

Me.

There’s no denying this. I want him to be my first, and as crazy as it sounds…my only.

I may not be experienced but I know in my twenty-two years I have never felt this way about a man before. Not even close. And it doesn’t take all the studying and thinking that I put into getting my college diploma, to understand something so primal. By definition there’s nothing to even understand.

This is a need…a desire…a must, and by the way his eyes run over me making me feel naked, it’s clear the feeling is mutual.

“Hey! Sorry, I’m late.”

I turn and see the mayor coming up from behind me. When I turn and look back at Danny his expression has changed from the intense look he was giving me to a different kind of intense look he’s now shooting at the mayor.

His nostrils flare and his stance widens as his hands quickly turn into fists. I can see a vein in his neck bulge. He looks like a wild animal ready to bust out of his cage and grab the mayor by the throat.

It’s scary at first glance, but damn if it doesn’t turn me on. I feel my panties moisten as Danny takes a big step forward, putting his body between mine and the mayor’s.

I spin on my heel just in time to see the mayor’s body pull back and down, cowering at Danny territorial claim.

“I told you…mayor. I’ll take care of her…of this. Alone.”

CHAPTER 7

Danny

Going by our professional code of conduct I should be ashamed of myself for treating another city worker this way, but I don’t care.

Not when it comes to her.

“I get it. You’re watching out for her when her dad’s not around. I’m sorry.”

“No…you don’t get it…mayor. I’m watching out for her…always…and alone.”

I feel Marilyn’s hand on my shoulder as she quietly whispers, “It’s okay,” in my ear.

It’s not okay. It wasn’t okay when I was sitting at that computer staring at her Facebook picture for the last hour.

It wasn’t okay when she knocked on my door with one too many buttons undone on her blouse, meaning everyone else in the station saw the same thing I’m seeing.

I’m the only one who should be seeing that much of her. I’m the only one who can have her. The only fucking one.

She showed up today looking so damn professional yet sexy in that white top and that pencil skirt, or whatever they call those things. All I know is I want to call for the rest of the station to clear out so I can take her on my desk right now and show her who she belongs to.

But I’d never do that. No chance I’d risk her reputation, and mine, if someone found out. Plus I wouldn’t want to risk anyone seeing another inch of skin of the woman who is mine already, whether she knows it or not.

“I was just—”

“Leaving,” I say to the mayor.

“Exactly.” He does just that and I turn and see Marilyn is right there, my face literally inches from hers.

“What was that all about?”

“I won’t allow him, or anyone to sabotage what we’re trying to do together.”

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