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line. He stormed over to the front door, yanking it open with a scowl, only to find Ben standing there, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
“What in the hell are you doing here?” he snarled, not the least bit happy about being pulled from his bed…or Katherine.
“Morning, partner.” Ben laughed, much too cheerfully for Cole’s liking. “I heard about your break-in last night and the Captain sent me over with some clothes for your… guest .” He held up a brown paper bag and grinned, giving him a wink that set Cole’s teeth on edge before dropping his cigarette to the ground and stomping it out. “He wants you and Ms. Chastain at the station as soon as possible.” Ben snorted, his eyes taking in what Cole was wearing with a healthy grin. “So, I see you put another notch in the old bedpost there, Buddy. Very nice. I’ve got to say, damn quick work. But then again, you never had any problem getting them into your bed, did you.”
Cole heard a gasp and turned to find Katherine standing behind him, dressed only in his t-shirt. Her face burned red as she looked from Cole to Ben, and she looked as if she had been punched in the gut. He noticed with a twist to his heart that her bottom lip trembled ever so slightly as her lashes sparkled with moisture, and he just wanted to beat the hell out of Ben.
Suddenly her spine straightened and she squared her shoulders, those emerald depths darkening slightly and taking on a defiant gleam as she lifted her chin defiantly. He saw her take a breath.
“You must be Detective McKenzie’s partner,” she said, her tone cool and controlled. “I met you at the station the other day, but we weren’t properly introduced.” She took a few steps, closing the distance between them, and walked past Cole without as much as a glance. He felt his body tense at the state of her undress. His t-shirt barely grazed her thighs and he didn’t like Ben seeing so much…skin. Damn it! “I’m Katherine Chastain.” She held out her hand to him, which Ben took tentatively. “I heard you brought me some clothes.”
Ben nodded dumbly and held the bag out to her, which Katherine quickly snagged. “It’s very nice…to meet you, Miss Chastain,” Ben stammered, his face turning beet red, and he shifted his feet uncomfortably, looking as if he just wanted to melt into the ground at his feet. “Ben Richards.”
“Thank you for bringing these, I’m sure you didn’t sign up to play delivery boy,” Katherine replied softly, and Cole swore that he heard the tiniest tremor in her voice. “If you’ll both excuse me, I’ll just go get dressed. We don’t want to keep your Captain waiting.” With that, she turned and disappeared into the bedroom, her back straight and her head held high, and Cole had never felt like such a piece of shit before. He turned and glared at his partner, wanting nothing more at that moment than to punch him square in the face.
“Holy shit , Mac,” Ben breathed hoarsely, visibly swallowing as he stood there looking extremely uncomfortable. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know she was there.”
“Tell the Captain that we’ll be down shortly… asshole ,” Cole spit out before slamming the door in his partner’s face. Shit!
***
“Katherine?” Cole called softly, gently opening the door to the spare room. She was standing beside the bed and he could see that she was trying hard to keep her composure. She rifled through the bag, taking out the jeans and sweater that Ben had brought her with trembling hands, and he felt like the world’s biggest asshole. “What you heard…”
She turned on him, her chest heaving as her eyes sparkled with tears. She held up her hand, and he noticed with a tightening to his gut that her eyes were red and swollen. Jesus Christ, he was a dick.
“Don’t,” she said, much more softly than he had expected she would. She should be screaming at him. He damned well deserved it. “I
“What in the hell are you doing here?” he snarled, not the least bit happy about being pulled from his bed…or Katherine.
“Morning, partner.” Ben laughed, much too cheerfully for Cole’s liking. “I heard about your break-in last night and the Captain sent me over with some clothes for your… guest .” He held up a brown paper bag and grinned, giving him a wink that set Cole’s teeth on edge before dropping his cigarette to the ground and stomping it out. “He wants you and Ms. Chastain at the station as soon as possible.” Ben snorted, his eyes taking in what Cole was wearing with a healthy grin. “So, I see you put another notch in the old bedpost there, Buddy. Very nice. I’ve got to say, damn quick work. But then again, you never had any problem getting them into your bed, did you.”
Cole heard a gasp and turned to find Katherine standing behind him, dressed only in his t-shirt. Her face burned red as she looked from Cole to Ben, and she looked as if she had been punched in the gut. He noticed with a twist to his heart that her bottom lip trembled ever so slightly as her lashes sparkled with moisture, and he just wanted to beat the hell out of Ben.
Suddenly her spine straightened and she squared her shoulders, those emerald depths darkening slightly and taking on a defiant gleam as she lifted her chin defiantly. He saw her take a breath.
“You must be Detective McKenzie’s partner,” she said, her tone cool and controlled. “I met you at the station the other day, but we weren’t properly introduced.” She took a few steps, closing the distance between them, and walked past Cole without as much as a glance. He felt his body tense at the state of her undress. His t-shirt barely grazed her thighs and he didn’t like Ben seeing so much…skin. Damn it! “I’m Katherine Chastain.” She held out her hand to him, which Ben took tentatively. “I heard you brought me some clothes.”
Ben nodded dumbly and held the bag out to her, which Katherine quickly snagged. “It’s very nice…to meet you, Miss Chastain,” Ben stammered, his face turning beet red, and he shifted his feet uncomfortably, looking as if he just wanted to melt into the ground at his feet. “Ben Richards.”
“Thank you for bringing these, I’m sure you didn’t sign up to play delivery boy,” Katherine replied softly, and Cole swore that he heard the tiniest tremor in her voice. “If you’ll both excuse me, I’ll just go get dressed. We don’t want to keep your Captain waiting.” With that, she turned and disappeared into the bedroom, her back straight and her head held high, and Cole had never felt like such a piece of shit before. He turned and glared at his partner, wanting nothing more at that moment than to punch him square in the face.
“Holy shit , Mac,” Ben breathed hoarsely, visibly swallowing as he stood there looking extremely uncomfortable. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know she was there.”
“Tell the Captain that we’ll be down shortly… asshole ,” Cole spit out before slamming the door in his partner’s face. Shit!
***
“Katherine?” Cole called softly, gently opening the door to the spare room. She was standing beside the bed and he could see that she was trying hard to keep her composure. She rifled through the bag, taking out the jeans and sweater that Ben had brought her with trembling hands, and he felt like the world’s biggest asshole. “What you heard…”
She turned on him, her chest heaving as her eyes sparkled with tears. She held up her hand, and he noticed with a tightening to his gut that her eyes were red and swollen. Jesus Christ, he was a dick.
“Don’t,” she said, much more softly than he had expected she would. She should be screaming at him. He damned well deserved it. “I
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