frowned at the way she fumbled with her
button-down shirt. Brushing her hands away, he did the buttons up
himself, then helped her get into her jeans. He gave her a swift
kiss. “It was just a hunch, not like I extended an invitation. I
figured with us getting out of the house yesterday, he might hear
about it. Besides, I wasn’t taking any chances. I knew we were
going to be…distracted…and I wanted to make sure you were
protected.”
“And Noah didn’t mind sitting out in the
cold while we screwed inside?”
The edge to her voice was nasty, but she
couldn’t help it. Just how many cops knew that Sure-Thing-Sarah had been blowing Luke when her ex had come
over to take what he thought was his?
“Stop it,” he snapped. “I swear if you refer
to yourself like that one more time, you won’t like what I do. I
mean it, Sarah. You will not talk about the woman I love that
way.”
Her eyes rounded in shock. She hadn’t
realized she’d been speaking her thoughts out loud. Her face
flushed at the careless way she kept revealing her insecurities to
him. She turned away. He gripped her arms firmly but gently, making
her face him. “All they were told was to keep an eye out for that
scum bag. That’s all, Sarah. I swear.”
Of course she believed him. Luke had never
lied to her. She sighed and nodded. “I’m sorry. Old habits, I
guess. What now?”
“Now I want you to lock yourself in the
bathroom and stay there.”
“No! I’m not hiding from him anymore. I’m
not hiding from anything anymore, certainly not while you
place yourself in danger for me.”
“I’m good at my job—”
“I don’t care!”
“Sarah—”
“No. I…I love you, Luke. I love you!
I can’t lose you now.”
Obviously stunned, he stared at her, then
pulled her into his arms. He hugged her tight and released a shaky
laugh. “Good. I’m glad to hear that. So damn glad. But right now, I
want you safe. I’m a cop, honey, plus I’ve got a vested interest in
this. I’ll be fine. I’ve got major back up that Richard doesn’t
know about. I need to know you’re safe so I can take down this
bastard once and for all. Let me take care of this, Sarah. Listen
to me. Please.”
“But—”
He shook her, his expression hardening.
“ Now , Sarah. Get in the bathroom.”
She glared at him, but she couldn’t keep
arguing when Richard was outside. Noah and his men were expecting
Luke’s help. She had to let him do his job, but she couldn’t stand
the possibility of losing him. “Fine, I’ll go. But you’d better not
get hurt. I mean it. And don’t think this means you can order me
around all the time now. This is an exception.”
When she turned towards the bathroom, he
patted her ass. “When Richard’s taken care of, you can order me
around all you want. And I promise to do exactly what you say,
Monday through Sunday. So long as we’re in bed.”
***
As soon as Sarah locked herself in the
bathroom, Luke retrieved the duffel bag from her
front closet that Noah had stashed there earlier—it contained a
radio, a bullet-proof vest, a flashlight, and a standard issue
revolver . Of course, Luke bypassed the revolver for his own
Glock. He strapped up, then activated his earpiece. “Sarah’s secure
but I still want an officer on the house at all times. What’s the
bastard doing, Noah?”
“He’s sitting in his car. His head’s back
and his eyes are closed. From the way he was driving, he’s probably
shit-faced and passed out.”
“Or he just wants us to think that.” And
maybe when the opportunity was right, he’d open fire on the first
person who tried approaching him. “From what Sarah told you, the
guy’s not all there. We’ll do this right. No taking chances. I
don’t want some overzealous union attorney claiming entrapment and
I don’t want anyone getting hurt if we can avoid it. That includes
Walters. He’s a bastard, but Sarah’s had enough to deal with.”
“I hear you,” Noah confirmed. “Come
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