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The moment between me and the officer disintegrated.
His gaze narrowed into one of frustration. “Get your people under control, before we arrest the lot of you.”
But anger, outrage, and healthy dose of lust swirled my blood. There was no backing down now. I grabbed one of William’s campaign posters, ripping down the center in defiance.
William squawked from the podium. “That’s destruction of property! I want her arrested.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Oh, for fuck’s sake. Shut up.”
The cop’s grip on my arms tightened and he hustled me through the crowd toward the squad cars in the parking lot.
“Are you really going to arrest me over ripping up a sign?”
“Are you going to leave quietly if I don’t?”
I snorted. “I think we both know the answer to that is a big fat hell no, don’t we?”
He pressed his lips together like I was impossible. “I hope you enjoy handcuffs then.”
I almost told him I might have if we’d been in another setting.
He pushed me up against his squad car, his chest pressed to my back. But he was careful not to hurt me. His grip was tight but not punishing.
And when he slapped cuffs on my wrists it was the gentlest arrest I’d ever had.
2
BOSTON
Eve Hawkins was not only the most beautiful woman I’d ever had in the back of my squad car, but she was also the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life. I drove her back to the station, darting little glances at her in the rearview mirror.
“You can quit looking at me,” she deadpanned, halfway there. “I’m not going anywhere. I can’t exactly bust out when I’ve got cuffs on, can I?”
“To be honest, I wouldn’t put it past you. You kinda seem the type.”
“The type to stage a breakout? You’re driving fifty miles an hour. Even if I could get the cuffs off, I’d have to get past the locks, and then if I managed that, face-planting onto asphalt sounds painful. I don’t want to get away from you that badly. We both know this is a bullshit charge.”
“It didn’t have to be a charge at all, if you’d just listened to me in the first place.”
“Like when you told me tosettle down?” Her voice dripped with disdain.
“You really have a problem with that term, don’t you?”
“It’s insulting. It implies I didn’t have a reason to be pissed off with that old prude. He called me a fucking prostitute. Which would be fine if I were one. But I’m not. He just wants us out of town so he can line his own pockets with money. What a load of crap, having that meeting at the church. Like he’s some sort of purer-than-white Christian man who can do no wrong. You think he hasn’t been in my club? I bet you anything he has. Bet you have, too.”
“Actually, I haven’t.” My gaze met hers in the rearview mirror.
“Huh. I actually believe you. What kind of stick do you have up your ass? You don’t like naked women?” She cocked her head to one side, studying me. “Ah. Girls aren’t your thing? We have guys, too. Augie and Phoenix are hot. You’d like them. Maybe they’ll give you a freebie lap dance back at the police station since you probably arrested them, too.”
Jesus Christ. This woman went from zero to one hundred in the space of seconds. “I like naked women just fine. I’ve just never been to your club.”
We pulled up outside the police station, and I went to her door to let her out, trying not to notice her long tanned legs and the shapely curve of her bare thighs. Her miniskirt hugged her ass, her shirt showing a sliver of toned midriff. It took everything I had inside me to concentrate on actually getting her through the doors. We were the first to arrive, though I knew the other squad cars had her friends. We’d arrested the group of them at the request of the mayoral candidate, but nothing would come of it. We’d throw them into holding for a little while, let them think about what they’d done, and then let them go. Nobody had the time or the patience to fill out the paperwork for a minor disturbance when nobody even got hurt. I was pretty sure Eve knew it, too. She seemed completely unconcerned by the fact she was currently in handcuffs.
I bypassed the front desk, guiding her to the holding cells. At the doorway, we stopped, and I turned her to face me while I undid her restraints. I’d put them on carefully, but I didn’t like the pink chafing they were causing around her wrists.
She didn’t seem to notice, or care. She glanced up at me through her long, dark eyelashes. “We’ve been all up in each other’s business today. You aren’t going to buy me dinner, so you should probably at least tell me your name.”
I paused, hand on the cell door. God. She was so fucking hot. If I’d met her in some other sort of circumstance, even in a crowded room she would have been the first woman to turn my head. I allowed myself a momentary fantasy, where we met at a club and I bought her a drink. She looked up at me the way she was staring at me now, but there, in my fantasy, I had the ability to do something about it. I had the ability to lean in, kiss her mouth, and take her home with me for the night.
