Lori Borrill – Unleashed (страница 9)
He clasped her forearm and steered her across the street. “I already do.”
Now that was just cruel, and a mix of hurt, frustration and anger erupted in a sting of tears at the backs of her eyes. Was she a magnet for jerks? Back home, she’d blamed youth and ignorance for the mistakes she’d made. That and the fact that her stepbrothers usually chased the good guys away. But she was in California now, away from the influence of her family and wiser than her years. So why was it the first man she’d opened herself up to could be as bad as all the rest?
“Then I’ll find a way to make it worse,” she muttered, part in frustration, part in vengeance. How many more knocks could she take today before she finally split in two?
“You do that,” he said. “But in the meantime, you’re going to tell me where the hell I can find my car.”
“I told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“We’ll see about that.”
He led her up to a silver sedan then stopped at the passenger side door. She noted it wasn’t a typical squad car. There were no lights, no caged backseat with the interior door handles missing and bulletproof glass to protect the driver from hardened criminals like herself who might come at them with an emery board.
Jerking her arm from his grasp, she stepped close to his chest, trying to ignore that familiar rugged scent that had her hot and bothered the night before. Her forehead just reached the tip of his chin and the memory of her lips closing over that smoothly shaven throat left her mouth dry.
She stiffened her bottom lip and spat out, “Aren’t you going to cuff me?”
The slight quirk of his brow said more than he’d ever admit. Maybe he wasn’t completely immune to the night they’d shared. But as quickly as it flashed by, the set jaw returned and the stony cop was back.
“Do I need to?” he asked.
She tried not to be sarcastic and sour, her smarter side recognizing that honey went a lot further than spite.
The smarter side lost. She was too mad.
“According to you? Probably. You seem to think I’m capable of all kinds of heinous acts.”
He opened the door and offered a hand. “I’ll take my chances.”
She slapped it off and climbed into the passenger seat, wincing when he slammed the door and rounded the car to take the seat next to her.
This was officially her second escorted trip downtown in as many years. Her first ride had been to the Colbrook County jail and was the opening scene to a nightmare that became twelve of the most rotten months of her life.
Would this trip end up any better?
Glancing over at the ice block of a man sitting next to her, she couldn’t help but fear the worst.
Chapter Five
RICK PULLED AWAY from the curb and headed south on Powell toward his office at the Hall of Justice. There was an extra edge to his already agitated state thanks to his unexpected reaction to seeing Jessie again. He thought he’d worked up enough fury over what had happened to erase all the lusty remnants of the night they’d shared. But the moment he saw her standing there cute and casual, those strawberry curls haphazardly framing her face and those wet, rosy lips curved in a smile, every second of their sexual encounter sped through his mind on a course straight for his cock.
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