Read Online Officer out of Uniform (Lock and Key Book 2) by Ranae Rose - Free Book Online

for him, unable to resist. She needed to hear his voice and know that he was still in the house.
    She didn’t move from the bed, though. Mostly because she was afraid of being shot if she rounded a corner at the wrong time and he mistook her for an intruder.
    He didn’t answer.
    The sound of Wolf’s toenails clicking against the floor came briefly from somewhere else in the house – the kitchen, probably. But no reply from Henry.
    Sasha’s ire started to rise, fueled by his silence, by the idea that he might be endangering himself by doing something stupid. For all his talk about curtains and peep holes and security, she wasn’t convinced that he wouldn’t do something stupidly brave.
    “Henry? You’re scaring the crap out of me!”
    After a few more quiet seconds, she seriously considered flopping onto her belly and army crawling out into the kitchen, where she’d be safely out of range of any flying bullets – hopefully. She wasn’t exactly built for tactical maneuvering though, especially without a bra.
    She ended up sitting alone and fuming on the bed for another full minute before he appeared in the doorway.
    She glared at him as a wave of relief swept through her. “I was afraid you’d left the house!”
    He seemed unfazed by her expression. “I wouldn’t leave you like that.”
    “Well…” She jumped up but couldn’t think of what to say first.
    “Not without a weapon, anyway. Do you know how to shoot a handgun?”
    She scowled. “No.”
    The skin between his eyes creased, like her answer troubled him. “I’ll teach you. We can go to the shooting range the next time we both have a day off work.”
    “How romantic.” Exasperation swept over Sasha like high tide. She couldn’t muster up any enthusiasm for learning how to shoot a gun right now – all she wanted was for Henry to stay close. “So what was Wolf barking at?”
    Henry frowned. “I don’t know. A person or animal must’ve been moving around somewhere outside the house. He doesn’t bark unless something like that’s going on.”
    “Are you sure?” She really didn’t want to believe that’d been the case.
    He nodded. “I’ve had him for the past five years, since he was a puppy. Trained him myself. He’s a good dog.”
    “Maybe it was just a cat or a loose dog,” Sasha suggested, because any other possibility was beyond creepy.
    Henry didn’t stop frowning. “The house is secure. We can’t get careless, though – for all we know, Randy Levinson could be out there.”
    She wasn’t surprised that his thoughts had gone in that direction. And she couldn’t put up much of an argument when the same thing had occurred to her. After all, whoever had killed the warden – whether it’d been Randy or someone else – was out there somewhere.
    “I wish you’d put down that gun and come over here.”
    He crossed the room and laid down the gun on the nightstand, but sat on the edge of the bed where the weapon was just an arm’s length away.
    When she settled down next to him, he put one hand – the one that wasn’t near the gun – on her thigh.
    “Sorry I had to leave you.” A low note entered his voice, and he breathed a ragged sigh. “I was so close.”
    He was still hard – his jeans were still strained over his erection, barely covering him.
    “Why don’t we pick up where we left off? It doesn’t look like it’d take you long to get close again.”
    He made a sound that was half moan, half sigh. “I can’t let my guard down like that. Not now.”
    “So what, we’re just supposed to sit here all night ready to shoot someone?”
    “You go to sleep. I’ll stay up.”
    She wrapped her fingers around his and squeezed, running her other hand suggestively up the inside of his thigh.
    He sucked in a breath when her fingertips brushed the bulge tenting his jeans.
    “We can wait a little while if you want to make sure Wolf doesn’t freak out again. But you can’t stay like this all night, and I think we’ve