go back on patrol?”
He’d had his left hand tucked under his head while his right arm held her close to him. He slid the left hand out from under his head and held his wrist up so he could look at his watch. After squinting at the dial, he said, “About ten minutes.”
She felt herself frown and tried to hide it. Forcing her eyes to open wider—trying to fake wakefulness—she said, “Guess we’d better get up then.”
Pete grinned so that one of his dimples showed. He stroked her hair and said, “Just rest your head a few more minutes. We got time.” Wow. He—no, that . Yes, that . The meticulous attention to her. How many times in the past had she and Slade finished making love, only to have him either zonk out immediately or start checking his emails or get back to perusing some brief? Yeah, she loved that being driven was a huge part of who Slade was, but she was really enjoying being the only thing Pete seemed to care about—if only for a moment.
She dozed off while he stroked her hair, lulling her into a deep, restful sleep, and it wasn’t until she heard him moving around in the bedroom that she stirred—and even then, she struggled to half open her eyes. “Oh, crap. Gimme a minute.”
“No, you just sleep. I can catch the bad guys without you.”
“But—”
“Shh.” He kissed the top of her head and said, “Make yourself at home. I’ll be back later.”
He didn’t need to convince her. She was out like a light before he closed the front door.
Chapter Eight
CODIE FELL INTO a deep sleep but managed to awaken a little when she heard Pete making noise as he walked in the front door. She forced her eyes open and squinted at the clock beside the bed. It was almost seven-thirty, so she imagined he was done for the evening. She could barely believe she hadn’t awakened—or even budged—since he’d left hours earlier.
She kept dozing off but after a few more minutes, she heard Pete start the shower and then drifted back into a deeper sleep, so it seemed like only seconds passed before he was back in bed with her and pulling her close to his warm torso. He kissed her earlobe before whispering, “You didn’t miss much. The most exciting part of the night is usually the beginning of the shift.”
She’d been considering sleeping a little longer and then bailing, but his firm body holding her close—and smelling fresh to boot—made her change her mind. “You’re just saying that so I feel better.”
He chuckled. “Nah. But if you don’t believe me, we can schedule another ride-along next week.”
“Hmm. We might have to do that.”
“I’ll ask for a longer lunch break too.”
She laughed before falling asleep once more.
* * *
“You what ?” Codie stood next to her best friend and roommate Matthew Parsons while they waited in line to order sub sandwiches for lunch.
Codie raised her eyebrows. Her friend tended to be a little dramatic on occasion. Okay—a lot dramatic. “You heard me.”
“How the hell did that even happen ?” Matthew was chiding her but smiling at the same time. She knew her gay bestie all too well. He was protesting too much while actually wanting all the dirty details—Codie already knew it. They’d been friends for far too long. And he’d likely get it all out of her before the end of his lunch break.
“You know. Shit just happens.”
The girl at the counter said, “What’ll it be?”
“Oh.” Codie turned from Matthew to face the girl ready to make her sandwich. He was just going to have to wait, because there was a huge line behind them. So Codie began giving her order to the girl while Matthew was soon helped by another person behind the counter. In less than five minutes, they were sitting in a booth, ready to eat potato salad and sandwiches while sipping iced tea.
“So… dish .” Matthew smiled at her, his hands
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