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blue. She tilted her face
upwards and he took the hint, kissing her breathless.
    Out of nowhere, an ear-splitting siren
started up. She opened her eyes to flashing blue lights.
    “Shit!” Jordan shouted and dragged her back
the way they’d come.
    Her heart went into spasms. The police. She
was at an illegal rave-cum-poker game and the police had arrived.
    The music cut out and the gap it left was
soon filled with shouts and screams. They had to get out of there. If she got
arrested...
    Her heels kept getting stuck in the mud, so
she kicked them off and left them behind. “Your car. They’ll find your car.”
She couldn’t think straight. Had she left anything in it?
    “Shh.” He dragged her out past the back of
the barn and into the field. They rustled through the grass, but it wasn’t tall
enough to offer them any cover.
    He seemed to know where he was going, so
she stayed silent and followed his lead. They moved in a crouching run.
Whenever Loretta looked back, she couldn’t see anyone coming their way. Things
at the barn had quietened down. The blue lights were still going, and she
spotted people being led away in handcuffs.
    Jesus. What had she let herself get dragged
into?
    Jordan brought them up to a fence and
boosted her over it. Not the easiest manoeuvre in a tight dress. It got caught
as she tried to climb down, but she was damned if she was going to let it get
torn. She found the offending piece of wood and tugged herself free.
    He dropped to his feet on the other side of
the fence and helped her down. “You okay?”
    She nodded, brushing herself off. Now they
were out of the way, her fright subsided and she started to get angry. She
wanted to blame him for taking her there, but she couldn’t. She turned the
anger on herself. He’d told her it was illegal and she’d stayed anyway.
    Stupid. She should never have let what Sean
said get under her skin. She was nice and that was that. Making assistant
manager by twenty-seven and buying her own house might not be much by his
standards, but it was more than a lot of people managed.
    And now she might lose all of it.
    “I can’t believe this is happening.”
    “Get down.” He reached for her hand, but
she snatched it away.
    Grudgingly, she crouched down and peered
through the fence.
    “We’ll have to wait here for a while.”
    “Great,” she muttered. Then what would they
do? Even if the police didn’t tow his car, they’d probably clamp it and they’d
definitely run the registration number. “Have you got a criminal record?”
    “What?”
    “You heard me.” It was getting a whole lot
easier to be angry with him.
    “Don’t worry about the car.”
    “Oh my god! It’s stolen!”
    “No, no. It’s not stolen.”
    She glared at him. Like she was going to
believe that.
    “I borrowed it. Okay?”
    “Is that the kind of borrowing where the
owner doesn’t know about it?”
    “No! I know this is a shitty situation, but
it’s not my fault.”
    She added some more fire to her glare. He’d
brought her there. In a stolen car. Of course it was his fault.
    “It wouldn’t have been any less illegal if
the police hadn’t turned up, you know. You seemed to be enjoying yourself well
enough before that happened.”
    “I must have been out of my mind.”
    He muttered something under his breath.
    “What did you say?”
    “Nothing.”
    “No. Go on.”
    “Fine. I said you couldn’t have been as
crazy as I was to ask you out.”
    “Oh!” She swung her hand out to slap him,
but he caught it.
    “You bitch!”
    She shifted her weight and kicked him in
the ankle.
    “Ow!” He lost his balance and fell over,
pulling her down on top of him.
    “Let go!”
    “You started it.”
    God he was a terrible human being. She
struggled to get loose.
    And then he actually started to laugh. How
dare he?
    She tried for another slap.
    He just leaned forward and kissed her.
    She fought him for a second or two, but he
was too damn good. Closing her eyes, she forgot