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“Frankly, I assumed they were teenagers. We don’t get many middle-aged folks out here at night, but plenty of teens.”

I turn to Jett and mouth, “Middle-aged?”

He bites back his smile before we turn our attention to the police officer again.

“Yes, ma’am. I know who he is, but he’s not above the law.”

“Yes, it’s a public park, but it’s closed now.”

“Yes, ma’am, I understand what the word public means.”

“He’s in gray sweatpants and no top. Ms. Montgomery is currently wearing his sweatshirt but was dressed…differently when I found them. More provocatively.”

I hear her voice rising but still can’t make out what she’s saying.

“Yes, ma’am, Mr. Jeffries told me. I will apologize to Ms. Montgomery. I made an assumption.”

“Yes, ma’am. I understand that women can dress how they please without people like me subjecting them to unnecessary ridicule and judgment.”

“Yes, I’ll use those exact words.”

I cover my mouth to hide my smile. She’s somehow got him on the defensive. She’s a pain in the ass, but she’s a genius.

“No, ma’am, I will not text you a photo of them.”

Now it’s Jett’s turn to hide a smile with his hand.

“Yes, ma’am. I will confirm their identity and let them get on their way. Is there anything else?”

“No, ma’am, I cannot give her my handcuffs for her personal use. They are property of the state of Pennsylvania.”

“Ma’am, I will not be sending you a photo. Please don’t ask again.”

“No, ma’am. There is no amount of money you could give me to change my mind.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

He sighs in obvious exhaustion before handing me my phone and looking at me. “On behalf of myself, the state of Pennsylvania, and all men everywhere, I would like to apologize to you for subjecting you to unnecessary ridicule and judgment. All women should be free to dress how they please without people like me making assumptions and belittling them for expressing their sexuality. If it’s alright with you, I’ll just be on my way.”

Yep, Cassandra is a big fat pain in the ass, but she’s also a brilliant attorney. I could kiss her right now.

Jett holds out his hand for the officer to shake, which he does before handing us our IDs and returning to his patrol car.

Once he’s gone, I see Jett adjusting himself. I look at him with incredulity. “You can’t possibly be hard again.”

He tilts his head back and looks at the sky. “I am.”

He must have had himself tucked into the waistband of his boxers because the tent is back in all its glory. Is there anything hotter than a gorgeous, well-endowed man with a giant hard-on, wearing gray sweatpants?

He gives me a crooked smile. “I could only gather about half of what Cassandra must have said to him, but please thank her.”

“I will.” I point to my car. “I guess I’ll head home?” I propose, knowing full well I’m not going anywhere.

“The only place you’re heading is bent over the hood of my car for a few more orgasms,” he grumbles in his sexy way.

I start to run, albeit on heels. “You’ll have to catch me first!” I shout.

He gives chase, and all of two seconds later, he roughly pulls me into his arms with both of us getting hit by a case of the giggles over this whole ridiculous situation.