and dark brows. But it was his lips
that held my gaze, perfectly shaped and made for kissing.
Gradually I realized I was staring, but then, so was he.
Abruptly he reached for my license and I sucked in a breath when his fingers
grazed mine. It had been a while since I had felt this strong surge of attraction.
Pulling his hand back, he cleared his throat. “Thank you.”
I nodded and he walked off to do whatever it was police did
in their fancy cars. I was still pissed and turned my head to glare at the
whining girl.
The officer spoke to her and took her information. Snapping
some quick pictures of the damaged cars, he let us move them from the middle of
the street. I watched him as he went about his work, filling out the report.
Holy shit, this crap took forever.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I couldn’t help taking a
quick peek between his legs as he walked back to me. There was an unmistakable
bulge and I wondered what he would look like naked.
Handing me back my stuff, he asked me quietly, “Can you tell
me exactly what happened, ma’am?”
“Holy shit, you need me to spell it out for you? That little
brat over there rear-ended me!”
His lips twitched but he recovered quickly. “Were you at a
complete stop at the light?”
“It was red! Of course I was fucking stopped!”
“Okay, are you hurt? Do you need medical attention?”
“No, I’m just fucking great, it’s my car that suffered.
Apparently her phone call was more important than paying attention to her damn
driving. These young kids think their world will end if they don’t answer their
fucking cell phones.”
“You have quite the mouth on you.” His voice had lowered and
I looked back at his face. I had to admit it was a very sexy face.
“Yeah, so?” He couldn’t arrest me for swearing.
“You saw her talking on her cell phone?”
“Yeah, she hadn’t even bothered to hang the hell up when she
got out of the car.”
Again I thought I saw his lips twitch. He looked quickly
down and scribbled on his pad, swiftly filling out my statement on the police
report. It gave me another chance to look him over and I liked what I saw. His
dark hair fell over his forehead and I had the almost irresistible urge to
brush it back into place. Or just run my fingers through it until it was all
falling in the wrong places.
Suddenly he looked up and caught me staring. I flushed but
didn’t look away. He gave me a small smile and my copy of the report. I
exchanged insurance with the little bitch and picked up the pieces of my broken
taillight.
“It looks like we are all set here, Ms. Elliot. Any
questions for me?”
“No, everything is just fucking peachy.” I crossed my arms
over my chest and I saw his eyes linger on the swells showing above my tank
top.
“That mouth of yours really is something else.”
It didn’t seem like he was insulting me, more like he was
infatuated with the idea. And for once I kept my mouth shut, not sure if it was
a compliment or not.
He hesitated and then reached into his pocket and pulled out
a card. “Here’s my number if you do have any questions or if the insurance
company would like to speak to me about the incident.”
Was this standard procedure? I wasn’t sure but wasn’t going
to complain.
“Thanks, Officer…?”
“Officer Walker. Mark Walker.” He stuck his hand out and I
took it, feeling the touch of his warm hand straight to my neglected pussy.
“Kris Elliot.” I wondered if he felt it too, but he was an
officer of the law and certainly couldn’t act on impulse even if he did.
Dropping my hand, he smiled and said, “Have a better day,
Ms. Elliot.”
I watched him walk away and for a moment felt regret. That
was how it was for me, always meeting unavailable men. But then again, he
wasn’t wearing a wedding ring.
Chapter Two
I drove home still pissed off and my mood only getting worse
when I saw my busybody neighbor waiting at the fence between our yards. She
waved as I pulled
that held my gaze, perfectly shaped and made for kissing.
Gradually I realized I was staring, but then, so was he.
Abruptly he reached for my license and I sucked in a breath when his fingers
grazed mine. It had been a while since I had felt this strong surge of attraction.
Pulling his hand back, he cleared his throat. “Thank you.”
I nodded and he walked off to do whatever it was police did
in their fancy cars. I was still pissed and turned my head to glare at the
whining girl.
The officer spoke to her and took her information. Snapping
some quick pictures of the damaged cars, he let us move them from the middle of
the street. I watched him as he went about his work, filling out the report.
Holy shit, this crap took forever.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I couldn’t help taking a
quick peek between his legs as he walked back to me. There was an unmistakable
bulge and I wondered what he would look like naked.
Handing me back my stuff, he asked me quietly, “Can you tell
me exactly what happened, ma’am?”
“Holy shit, you need me to spell it out for you? That little
brat over there rear-ended me!”
His lips twitched but he recovered quickly. “Were you at a
complete stop at the light?”
“It was red! Of course I was fucking stopped!”
“Okay, are you hurt? Do you need medical attention?”
“No, I’m just fucking great, it’s my car that suffered.
Apparently her phone call was more important than paying attention to her damn
driving. These young kids think their world will end if they don’t answer their
fucking cell phones.”
“You have quite the mouth on you.” His voice had lowered and
I looked back at his face. I had to admit it was a very sexy face.
“Yeah, so?” He couldn’t arrest me for swearing.
“You saw her talking on her cell phone?”
“Yeah, she hadn’t even bothered to hang the hell up when she
got out of the car.”
Again I thought I saw his lips twitch. He looked quickly
down and scribbled on his pad, swiftly filling out my statement on the police
report. It gave me another chance to look him over and I liked what I saw. His
dark hair fell over his forehead and I had the almost irresistible urge to
brush it back into place. Or just run my fingers through it until it was all
falling in the wrong places.
Suddenly he looked up and caught me staring. I flushed but
didn’t look away. He gave me a small smile and my copy of the report. I
exchanged insurance with the little bitch and picked up the pieces of my broken
taillight.
“It looks like we are all set here, Ms. Elliot. Any
questions for me?”
“No, everything is just fucking peachy.” I crossed my arms
over my chest and I saw his eyes linger on the swells showing above my tank
top.
“That mouth of yours really is something else.”
It didn’t seem like he was insulting me, more like he was
infatuated with the idea. And for once I kept my mouth shut, not sure if it was
a compliment or not.
He hesitated and then reached into his pocket and pulled out
a card. “Here’s my number if you do have any questions or if the insurance
company would like to speak to me about the incident.”
Was this standard procedure? I wasn’t sure but wasn’t going
to complain.
“Thanks, Officer…?”
“Officer Walker. Mark Walker.” He stuck his hand out and I
took it, feeling the touch of his warm hand straight to my neglected pussy.
“Kris Elliot.” I wondered if he felt it too, but he was an
officer of the law and certainly couldn’t act on impulse even if he did.
Dropping my hand, he smiled and said, “Have a better day,
Ms. Elliot.”
I watched him walk away and for a moment felt regret. That
was how it was for me, always meeting unavailable men. But then again, he
wasn’t wearing a wedding ring.
Chapter Two
I drove home still pissed off and my mood only getting worse
when I saw my busybody neighbor waiting at the fence between our yards. She
waved as I pulled
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