sexual harassment complaint with HR; her brother and the sister-in-law she hated left a message they were coming from Spokane to stay with her for a week; her mother called about needing money again; and Erin had had a flat tire first thing in the morning and had been late for work. That had won her some brownie points.
Not . Her manager was a total bitch.
So, to top it all off, her best friend— former best friend—and her boyfriend were cheating on her, and now she’d been caught speeding. And probably littering, too.
Could things get any worse?
Don ’ t tease God , Erin .
Her shoulders slumped and she waited for the cop to pull over and make her day even better. Dirt and rocks crunched under the cruiser’s tires, and the flashing lights made her blink from the brightness. The red and blue flashes and bright headlights nearly blinded her in her rearview mirror, and the cruiser’s engine had a powerful thrum as she saw the cop approaching the driver side of the car. She could make out his uniform but not his face.
The face of doom.
7
Cheyenne McCray
She moved her gaze from the rearview mirror and looked straight ahead into the darkness. The sparse house lights on the deserted road blurred and her eyes burned.
I ’ m not going to cry . I ’ m not going to cry !
“License and registration, ma’am,” came a deep sexy voice that sounded…familiar.
Too familiar.
She tilted her head up and her jaw dropped open.
Dave Bennett ?
He lowered his clipboard and in the flashes of light she saw the hard planes of his face and his expression of surprise. “Erin?” He said her name in that way that had never failed to make her panties damp or her nipples hard.
“Hi, Dave,” she managed weakly.
Yeah, she’d teased God and her day just got worse.
The cop she’d just been stopped by was the one and the same guy she’d dumped the end of their senior year in high school.
Dave Bennett’s cock went hard at the sight of the All-American beauty who’d been his first sexual experience—both of them had been virgins in high school, but not long after they’d started dating their junior year, things had moved pretty fast.
He’d fallen in love with the blonde, blue-eyed girl. Real hard. After two years of dating, she’d wrenched his heart in two and stomped all over it when she said things were over between them because she was going back East to college and it would be too difficult to maintain a relationship.
All the planning they’d done—they were both going to go to the University of Arizona and then he’d enter the police academy. They would get solid jobs, get married and have three kids. The two of them had laughed and, at the time he thought, loved.
But she’d torn that all apart when she left Tucson.
8
Taking on the Law
Right now she was looking up at him with those wide blue eyes that even now made him want to kiss her. Erin’s hair was tangled around her face and the sweater she was wearing had drifted off her shoulders, exposing her upper arms where her sleeveless blouse ended—just enough flesh to intrigue a man. Her breasts were even more generous than he remembered.
Clipboard in one hand, he braced his palms on the door of her convertible and looked her over from head to toe. He remembered sucking the nipples that were now peaking beneath her blouse. It had been pure heaven sliding between those gorgeous thighs that were visible beneath a short skirt that had ridden up high enough that it barely covered her mound and a pussy he loved to fuck.
“Erin Wilson.” Her name came out hard and she winced. “Back in town and out for a little joyride?”
Erin’s throat worked as she swallowed. “It’s good to see you, Dave.”
“Uh-huh.” Dave tightened his grip on her car door and set his jaw. “Thirty-five miles an hour over the speed limit, not to mention tossing a bag out the window right at my cruiser. Bet it’s real good to see me.”
“Sorry?” She bit her lower lip as
Not . Her manager was a total bitch.
So, to top it all off, her best friend— former best friend—and her boyfriend were cheating on her, and now she’d been caught speeding. And probably littering, too.
Could things get any worse?
Don ’ t tease God , Erin .
Her shoulders slumped and she waited for the cop to pull over and make her day even better. Dirt and rocks crunched under the cruiser’s tires, and the flashing lights made her blink from the brightness. The red and blue flashes and bright headlights nearly blinded her in her rearview mirror, and the cruiser’s engine had a powerful thrum as she saw the cop approaching the driver side of the car. She could make out his uniform but not his face.
The face of doom.
7
Cheyenne McCray
She moved her gaze from the rearview mirror and looked straight ahead into the darkness. The sparse house lights on the deserted road blurred and her eyes burned.
I ’ m not going to cry . I ’ m not going to cry !
“License and registration, ma’am,” came a deep sexy voice that sounded…familiar.
Too familiar.
She tilted her head up and her jaw dropped open.
Dave Bennett ?
He lowered his clipboard and in the flashes of light she saw the hard planes of his face and his expression of surprise. “Erin?” He said her name in that way that had never failed to make her panties damp or her nipples hard.
“Hi, Dave,” she managed weakly.
Yeah, she’d teased God and her day just got worse.
The cop she’d just been stopped by was the one and the same guy she’d dumped the end of their senior year in high school.
Dave Bennett’s cock went hard at the sight of the All-American beauty who’d been his first sexual experience—both of them had been virgins in high school, but not long after they’d started dating their junior year, things had moved pretty fast.
He’d fallen in love with the blonde, blue-eyed girl. Real hard. After two years of dating, she’d wrenched his heart in two and stomped all over it when she said things were over between them because she was going back East to college and it would be too difficult to maintain a relationship.
All the planning they’d done—they were both going to go to the University of Arizona and then he’d enter the police academy. They would get solid jobs, get married and have three kids. The two of them had laughed and, at the time he thought, loved.
But she’d torn that all apart when she left Tucson.
8
Taking on the Law
Right now she was looking up at him with those wide blue eyes that even now made him want to kiss her. Erin’s hair was tangled around her face and the sweater she was wearing had drifted off her shoulders, exposing her upper arms where her sleeveless blouse ended—just enough flesh to intrigue a man. Her breasts were even more generous than he remembered.
Clipboard in one hand, he braced his palms on the door of her convertible and looked her over from head to toe. He remembered sucking the nipples that were now peaking beneath her blouse. It had been pure heaven sliding between those gorgeous thighs that were visible beneath a short skirt that had ridden up high enough that it barely covered her mound and a pussy he loved to fuck.
“Erin Wilson.” Her name came out hard and she winced. “Back in town and out for a little joyride?”
Erin’s throat worked as she swallowed. “It’s good to see you, Dave.”
“Uh-huh.” Dave tightened his grip on her car door and set his jaw. “Thirty-five miles an hour over the speed limit, not to mention tossing a bag out the window right at my cruiser. Bet it’s real good to see me.”
“Sorry?” She bit her lower lip as
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