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stay.” Nodding her head at the statue, Ginger smiled. “Dolly said once that if you want the rainbow, you’ve got to put up with the rain.”
    “How fucking appropriate.”
    They laughed.
    Derek came back out of the apartment then with Lenny and two firemen. His eyes met Ginger’s immediately and she swore an apology lurked in there somewhere. Watching the way he communicated with the firefighters and Lenny, asking questions and discussing how long repairs would take, Ginger saw him in yet another light. Derek, the cop, currently stood in front of her in the exact spot she’d also met the moody, uptight neighbor and the filthy-mouthed lady killer.
    While she’d been lost in her own thoughts, it appeared they’d come to some important decision, because all four men turned to look at her.
    Derek finally spoke up in his no-nonsense lieutenant voice. “All right, let’s go. You two are staying with me.”

Chapter Nine
    “You must be high.”
    Derek frowned as Ginger’s words had the two rookie firefighters behind him snickering under their breath. Oh yeah? I’d like to see you try, assholes.
    Scratch that. He didn’t want them trying anything with Ginger. He couldn’t blink without seeing the way she’d been dressed when he first came out of his apartment, and one look at the guys’ faces said they remembered, too. She’d been wearing a soaked white T-shirt that barely covered her ass, and her puckered breasts and red panties had been visible through the thin layer of cotton, baring her to everyone’s view. Even now, with her wearing his fleece, Derek remained unsatisfied with her lack of clothing. If rookie number two glanced at her legs one more time, he’d use the man’s suspenders to strangle him.
    “Don’t argue with me about this.”
    She scoffed. “Oh, this isn’t an argument. That implies you might win.”
    Derek prayed for patience. “Can we have a moment?” he asked tersely, turning to the other men. They threw final glances over their shoulders at Ginger, setting Derek’s teeth on edge, then disappeared back into the apartment.
    He stepped forward, reaching for her arm.
    “Do not touch me, Derek. I will clean your clock.”
    “Why don’t you explain to me what your problem is.”
    She got right in his face then, looking righteously pissed-off and achingly beautiful, even with damp strands of hair sticking to her neck and face. He wanted to kiss her. “My problem is you telling me what we’re doing and not asking . I make decisions for us. Not you. Your badge has no jurisdiction here. Or in my place of work, for that matter!”
    Shit. He’d known that artless move would come back to bite him in the ass. Even if he’d only given his detectives an unprecedented night off with the suggestion they try Sensation for a drink or two. The promise to transfer anyone who made a pass at Ginger to a precinct somewhere in Appalachia had merely been implied.
    Derek knew the most expedient way to deal with this situation. She would probably hate him for it tonight, maybe even tomorrow. But he’d reached his limit of arguing in the hallway while her legs were exposed for everyone to see. And letting her leave the building wasn’t a viable option.
    “It’s three in the morning. Are you planning on taking Willa out in the cold, soaked head to toe, to find a hotel at this time of night? That would be dangerous and could end up with you or Willa sick.”
    Over Ginger’s shoulder, Willa’s eyes widened in horror. “Not cool,” she whispered.
    Confused by Willa’s reaction, Derek’s eyes swung back to Ginger. Instead of the anger he expected over his blatant manipulation, her pretty features were stricken with guilt. Derek felt hollow inside just seeing the transformation. Had he actually put that look on her face to avoid a stupid argument?
    Ginger turned to face Willa, who looked desperate for the earth to open and swallow her whole. “Of course. I wasn’t thinking, Willa. I’m