department had nearly all the evidence they needed to arrest Vince Drummond, including what had happened the night Bert was shot. An informant had even led them to the gun. They were waiting for one more piece of evidence before moving forward.
“Vince isn’t going anywhere,” Charlie told him. “Not yet anyway. He’ll wait until the heat is off completely, then decide to relocate someplace where he can tap into the money he stole.”
“You getting a lot of pressure from the media?” Dillon wanted to know.
“About what we usually do. And Naomi’s trying her act on everyone connected with the case to see if she can get any information. She badly needs to break the story herself. Word on the street is she’s only back at the television station on a trial basis.”
“Not my problem,” Dillon pointed out. “Or yours. Well, give me a call when you’re ready to move.”
“You got it.”
Life had moved along from one day to the next. He and Jinx had spent several more nights together, nights that left him with an unfamiliar longing. He’d also had lunch with Matt a couple of times and once with Matt and Buck. He thought to himself how nice it was to have friends outside the law enforcement community. Normal friends.
Now, at the end of a very long day handling a lot of nuisance stuff, he wanted nothing more than to go home, take a hot shower and unwind. Preferably with Jinx Malone, who was becoming more and more an integral part of his life. And just how had that happened? They’d both been very careful to observe boundaries. The just sex had turned out to be just unbelievable sex but it was more than that. He relaxed with her more than he ever had with any other woman, including Naomi. Even more than that, he’d come to respect her as a professional, something he’d never felt about the reporters who used to pester the shit out of him. He’d even surprised them both by asking her on a ride along one night.
He knew the smart thing was to pull back, but the problem was he didn’t want to.
Well, shit.
He wondered if he could talk her into coming to his house tonight. They always spent time at hers, but maybe it was time to switch things up a little. Before he could stop himself, he picked up the phone and dialed her number.
“Is this a phone-sex call?” she joked when she answered.
He smiled. “It would be if I didn’t have an office full of people out there. Tonight’s when you put the paper to bed, right?”
“Uh-huh. Got something in mind?” she teased.
“I wondered if I could put you to bed, only this time at my house.”
When she was silent for a moment, he wondered if he’d overstepped. Somehow keeping things at her house had given her a control she told him she needed.
“Listen, if you’d rather not—”
“No, no. I mean, yes, your house is fine. I won’t get out of here until almost eight. How about I pick up Chinese on the way?”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll leave the door unlocked so you can let yourself in.”
“See you later.” Her voice was rich with sexual desire.
Dillon was hard as a rock when he hung up. Tonight couldn’t come soon enough for him.
Even with nothing major on the books, he was still kept busy at the office until after seven. If he didn’t hustle, Jinx would get to the house before he did. At home, he stripped off his clothes and stuffed them in the hamper then turned on the shower. He was standing there, letting the hot water sluice over him, when he heard someone in the bathroom with him.
Good. Jinx had finished up early and they could have hot shower sex.
But when the glass door slid open it wasn’t Jinx who greeted him. It was Naomi, naked except for a wicked smile.
“This is just like old times.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body to his.
Dillon grabbed her arms and dragged them away from him. “Are you out of your mind? What are you doing here? How did you get in?”
“The door was unlocked. Darling, you
“Vince isn’t going anywhere,” Charlie told him. “Not yet anyway. He’ll wait until the heat is off completely, then decide to relocate someplace where he can tap into the money he stole.”
“You getting a lot of pressure from the media?” Dillon wanted to know.
“About what we usually do. And Naomi’s trying her act on everyone connected with the case to see if she can get any information. She badly needs to break the story herself. Word on the street is she’s only back at the television station on a trial basis.”
“Not my problem,” Dillon pointed out. “Or yours. Well, give me a call when you’re ready to move.”
“You got it.”
Life had moved along from one day to the next. He and Jinx had spent several more nights together, nights that left him with an unfamiliar longing. He’d also had lunch with Matt a couple of times and once with Matt and Buck. He thought to himself how nice it was to have friends outside the law enforcement community. Normal friends.
Now, at the end of a very long day handling a lot of nuisance stuff, he wanted nothing more than to go home, take a hot shower and unwind. Preferably with Jinx Malone, who was becoming more and more an integral part of his life. And just how had that happened? They’d both been very careful to observe boundaries. The just sex had turned out to be just unbelievable sex but it was more than that. He relaxed with her more than he ever had with any other woman, including Naomi. Even more than that, he’d come to respect her as a professional, something he’d never felt about the reporters who used to pester the shit out of him. He’d even surprised them both by asking her on a ride along one night.
He knew the smart thing was to pull back, but the problem was he didn’t want to.
Well, shit.
He wondered if he could talk her into coming to his house tonight. They always spent time at hers, but maybe it was time to switch things up a little. Before he could stop himself, he picked up the phone and dialed her number.
“Is this a phone-sex call?” she joked when she answered.
He smiled. “It would be if I didn’t have an office full of people out there. Tonight’s when you put the paper to bed, right?”
“Uh-huh. Got something in mind?” she teased.
“I wondered if I could put you to bed, only this time at my house.”
When she was silent for a moment, he wondered if he’d overstepped. Somehow keeping things at her house had given her a control she told him she needed.
“Listen, if you’d rather not—”
“No, no. I mean, yes, your house is fine. I won’t get out of here until almost eight. How about I pick up Chinese on the way?”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll leave the door unlocked so you can let yourself in.”
“See you later.” Her voice was rich with sexual desire.
Dillon was hard as a rock when he hung up. Tonight couldn’t come soon enough for him.
Even with nothing major on the books, he was still kept busy at the office until after seven. If he didn’t hustle, Jinx would get to the house before he did. At home, he stripped off his clothes and stuffed them in the hamper then turned on the shower. He was standing there, letting the hot water sluice over him, when he heard someone in the bathroom with him.
Good. Jinx had finished up early and they could have hot shower sex.
But when the glass door slid open it wasn’t Jinx who greeted him. It was Naomi, naked except for a wicked smile.
“This is just like old times.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body to his.
Dillon grabbed her arms and dragged them away from him. “Are you out of your mind? What are you doing here? How did you get in?”
“The door was unlocked. Darling, you
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