her away from here.”
Before Finn could explode, he was lucid enough to catch a very important reference, and his anger cooled by degrees as he demanded, “What are you protecting her from, dickwad? Why does she need to get away from here?”
“It’s not like that!” Gordon yelled. “I didn’t say that!”
“All right, fuck this,” Finn muttered back. “I’m taking you in, get some answers.”
“Taking me in?” Gordon wailed.
“He’s a dirty cop,” Katie yelled at Gordon. “But a cop!”
Coco flinched at Katie’s nasty accusation, then she got very angry and she clicked her heels up to Katie, which put her just below eye level.
“Finn just broke up the biggest criminal ring this town has ever seen. That shows how much you know as his wife, and honey, that is plain pathetic.”
“Oh, you Southern witch!” Katie screeched. “Take your cheating husband and get out of here!”
Coco looked Katie up and down, and then she smiled.
“Honey, I’ll gladly take them both out of here. You just remember when I’m snuggled up to Finn, and you have nothing, that you threw him away for that. ” Coco pointed at Gordon with disgust.
“Coco, a wife doesn’t act like this,” Gordon declared.
Then Finn grabbed him and turned him to face the bookshelves, while pulling out handcuffs from his back pocket.
Coco decided that apparently hot, sexy special agents always carried handcuffs, just in case.
But she was devastated and confused over Gordon’s behavior and actions, even though there were a lot of amazing and wonderful things that had happened during the confrontation she’d produced. The first one was that, when put together, the differences between Gordon and Finn were meaningful ... as in Gordon was a limp wimp compared to Finn’s smoking-hot animal attraction.
The second was, as she’d argued with Gordon, she became less and less interested in knowing why he’d done what he’d done. Maybe it was because Gordon didn’t seem to regret just disappearing from his faithful wife.
And there was the third thing—shouldn’t she feel more jealous that Gordon was doing Katie? But all she felt was amazement and bitter disappointment, because Gordon had never, ever showed such passion in their marriage.
The fact Gordon could get upset and mean after all she’d been through worrying and looking for him. Then when she’d found him, he’d acted like a dickwad, as Finn called him—well, she simply didn’t care any longer what his reasons were. She was just thankful that she’d been able to throw something’s into Gordon’s face, and she was really grateful that Finn was handcuffing Gordon and hauling him away.
“This is one of those Punk’d shows, right?” Gordon yelled. “This is all a joke!”
Finn grasped her wrist as he started to push Gordon ahead of him, until they were out the front door and down the steps to the front sidewalk leading from the house. Gordon was exclaiming all kinds of nonsense, while Finn held his wrists from behind, pushing him toward his Jeep.
Suddenly, Finn stopped and turned to her.
“What’d you say this bastard does, babe?”
“Accountant,” she answered, looking up at him, puzzled.
“Hell.” Finn shook his head and looked down at Gordon with some kind of speculation on his face that she couldn’t get, but he kept his thoughts to himself.
“What?” Coco asked, trying to prompt him.
Finn turned back to her and shrugged, avoiding her question.
“Babe, that dress looks amazing on you,” he said, which totally diverted her thoughts about what he’d been thinking that he wasn’t telling her—instead she felt excited pleasure over his compliment. That he did it in front of Gordon was absolutely amazing. That he did it at all made her feelings sing and made the bitterness that she’d been feeling over Gordon fade.
Then Finn blew her away even more. “I had time, bella, you’d be on my arm out at some place in town where I could buy you a drink
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