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wild, and I gloried in it.
Turning us over, he cradled my head against his chest and hugged me tight.
My world glowed; his heart thudded under my ear in time with mine. I felt safe in his arms.
“Hmm. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that technique before,” Camille remarked.
I shrieked. My blood pressure popped like a cartoon thermometer. I reared up to see a bar towel flying toward my face.
Thor grabbed it out of the air before I was blinded.
“This bar better be scrubbed and sanitized before you leave.” She disappeared.
Lovely. I’d forgotten the cardinal rule—fun was sure to get someone in trouble.
I found my panties hanging on one ankle and nearly fell off the counter trying to pull them up. Thor caught me. I managed to put myself to rights with his help, although from a glance in the long mirror, my hair was sticking out at an angle.
On the plus side, I didn’t have to worry about setting a bad example for Camille. She was more likely to set the bar for me.
Thor smoothed my hair with gentle fingers. “Don’t mind her. She’s just jealous.”
A smile bubbled up through me. He wasn’t embarrassed. In fact, he’d enjoyed it.
Maybe with Thor, being fun and naughty wasn’t a bad thing.
Chapter Five
Thor heard and scented the man approaching outside the bar before the knock came at the front door, but the sharp rap sent Sera scrambling to finish straightening herself. He tucked a stray curl behind her ear, found and slipped on her shoes, then gently set her on the floor.
“Police.” A round face appeared outside the repaired front window, topped by a shock of red hair and a black-visored, blue police cap. Hands flattened against the glass, the blue eyes peering in surrounded by enough sandy freckles to qualify as their own beach.
Thor stifled a sigh. He hoped the glass held.
“I know you’re there. Open up.” The muffled voice was high for a man.
Thor exchanged a questioning glance with Sera, then shrugged and went to open up.
The policeman, heavy duty belt circling his waist like a ring of Saturn, stepped inside and looked around. His wide-legged stance and the scowl on his face went beyond authority into au-thor-ih-tay.
“Are you the owner of this establishment?”
“You are?” Thor said.
“Officer Titus.” The young man tapped his ultra-shiny silver badge. “Please answer the question, sir.”
Another baby cop on third shift. Thor shook his head to himself. With Meiers Corners on the line between competing vampire territories, the city tended to go through naïve young officers pretty quickly.
“You’re new, aren’t you? You’re the what, fourth fresh, young face to try to replace Dirk Ruffles?”
“Fifth,” Sera offered.
“Trust me,” Thor said. “No one can do eager and bumbling like Dirk could. Did you just start tonight?”
“Last night.” Titus radiated affront. “Are you evading the question, sir? I’ll have to cite you for contempt.” He pulled out a pencil and pad of what looked like forms, flipped the cover open on the pad, and started scribbling.
“Contempt? I think that’s only in the courtroom.”
The pencil paused as a strangled sound of exasperation came from the young man’s throat. “I may be new to the force, sir, but I’m not new to Meiers Corners. I happen to know Camille Lebeau is the owner in question. I’m also adding obstruction of an officer in the course of his duties.” He scribbled harder.
“Don’t forget entrapment.” Thor pointed to the officer’s pad. “You asked me if I was the owner. Why ask, if you already knew?”
“I didn’t…I’m not…” He slapped the cover closed on the pad. “Please get Ms. Lebeau immediately.”
Younglings. So impatient. “I’m sorry, she’s not available at the moment. But I’m her second in command. Can I help you?”
The officer drew himself up and glared in a most oppressive manner. “Were you aware that the solid front door is in violation of Meiers Corners city codes
Turning us over, he cradled my head against his chest and hugged me tight.
My world glowed; his heart thudded under my ear in time with mine. I felt safe in his arms.
“Hmm. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that technique before,” Camille remarked.
I shrieked. My blood pressure popped like a cartoon thermometer. I reared up to see a bar towel flying toward my face.
Thor grabbed it out of the air before I was blinded.
“This bar better be scrubbed and sanitized before you leave.” She disappeared.
Lovely. I’d forgotten the cardinal rule—fun was sure to get someone in trouble.
I found my panties hanging on one ankle and nearly fell off the counter trying to pull them up. Thor caught me. I managed to put myself to rights with his help, although from a glance in the long mirror, my hair was sticking out at an angle.
On the plus side, I didn’t have to worry about setting a bad example for Camille. She was more likely to set the bar for me.
Thor smoothed my hair with gentle fingers. “Don’t mind her. She’s just jealous.”
A smile bubbled up through me. He wasn’t embarrassed. In fact, he’d enjoyed it.
Maybe with Thor, being fun and naughty wasn’t a bad thing.
Chapter Five
Thor heard and scented the man approaching outside the bar before the knock came at the front door, but the sharp rap sent Sera scrambling to finish straightening herself. He tucked a stray curl behind her ear, found and slipped on her shoes, then gently set her on the floor.
“Police.” A round face appeared outside the repaired front window, topped by a shock of red hair and a black-visored, blue police cap. Hands flattened against the glass, the blue eyes peering in surrounded by enough sandy freckles to qualify as their own beach.
Thor stifled a sigh. He hoped the glass held.
“I know you’re there. Open up.” The muffled voice was high for a man.
Thor exchanged a questioning glance with Sera, then shrugged and went to open up.
The policeman, heavy duty belt circling his waist like a ring of Saturn, stepped inside and looked around. His wide-legged stance and the scowl on his face went beyond authority into au-thor-ih-tay.
“Are you the owner of this establishment?”
“You are?” Thor said.
“Officer Titus.” The young man tapped his ultra-shiny silver badge. “Please answer the question, sir.”
Another baby cop on third shift. Thor shook his head to himself. With Meiers Corners on the line between competing vampire territories, the city tended to go through naïve young officers pretty quickly.
“You’re new, aren’t you? You’re the what, fourth fresh, young face to try to replace Dirk Ruffles?”
“Fifth,” Sera offered.
“Trust me,” Thor said. “No one can do eager and bumbling like Dirk could. Did you just start tonight?”
“Last night.” Titus radiated affront. “Are you evading the question, sir? I’ll have to cite you for contempt.” He pulled out a pencil and pad of what looked like forms, flipped the cover open on the pad, and started scribbling.
“Contempt? I think that’s only in the courtroom.”
The pencil paused as a strangled sound of exasperation came from the young man’s throat. “I may be new to the force, sir, but I’m not new to Meiers Corners. I happen to know Camille Lebeau is the owner in question. I’m also adding obstruction of an officer in the course of his duties.” He scribbled harder.
“Don’t forget entrapment.” Thor pointed to the officer’s pad. “You asked me if I was the owner. Why ask, if you already knew?”
“I didn’t…I’m not…” He slapped the cover closed on the pad. “Please get Ms. Lebeau immediately.”
Younglings. So impatient. “I’m sorry, she’s not available at the moment. But I’m her second in command. Can I help you?”
The officer drew himself up and glared in a most oppressive manner. “Were you aware that the solid front door is in violation of Meiers Corners city codes
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