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cheeks with smooth, circular motions as he pulled back to look into her eyes. The invitation in his heated gaze was obvious, the silence ripe with expectancy. Then the musical notes of his cell phone broke the spell. His eyes darkened in annoyance but he kept his tone light.
“I’m sorry. That might be Alex.”
She suppressed a sigh and tried to ignore the damp heat between her thighs as she hopped off of his lap. It had better be Alex, and not one of those cariñas. Whoever it was, they had lousy timing.
“As soon as I’m done, we can go into the other room and watch a movie…or something.”
“I’ll take the ‘or something.’”
Emelio bent down to steal another quick kiss before retrieving his phone from the kitchen counter. “Sanchez.”
“Hey, buddy. It’s Jack Weston.”
The hearty voice booming through the receiver made him wince. Maybe if he cut to the chase, the Assistant State’s Attorney wouldn’t talk his ear off for a change. “Jack. How’s the Ramos trial going?”
No such luck. Weston began to relay the minute details of the court proceedings. The guy had goddamn lousy timing. Emelio stalked across the hallway to the office. He rocked back in his chair and stared out the window until he finally just interrupted.
“What can I do for you, Jack?”
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. We might have to recall you to the stand.”
Emelio set the front legs of the black-leather desk chair back on the floor. “What for? Alex and I already gave a week’s worth of testimony.”
Weston replied with a phony apologetic chuckle. “Hey, don’t blame me. I’m just warning you about the possibility of bringing you back as a rebuttal witness.”
Mierda. Emelio scrubbed one hand over his face. Since the judge hadn’t excused him, he was technically still under oath and therefore obligated to appear before the court. That would leave Stevie in the hands of one of the agency’s less experienced investigators if Alex was recalled as well.
Jack’s too friendly voice broke into his thoughts. “Look, it may not even happen, but I’ve got to prep just in case. Why don’t you swing by my office?”
“No can do. I’m out of town on an assignment.” The cell phone trilled, signaling that the battery was dying. Emelio reached over to plug the charger into the wall.
“Well then, the next day. You’ll be back from…?”
“I don’t know if I’ll be in Miami by then. This case could take a while.”
Weston sighed in exasperation. “Where the hell are you?”
Emelio started to lose patience. If he were recalled to the stand, he’d deal with it. But right now Stevie was across the hall waiting for “something.”
“Come on, Sanchez. Cut me some slack. We can’t wait until the last minute to go over the court transcripts.”
“I know, I know. But I can’t reassign this one. How soon will you know for sure if you need me?”
“Soon.” When he spoke, Weston’s tone was several degrees cooler. “Depending on where you are, you can be here in a matter of hours, right? I guess I can give you about a day’s notice.”
“Great, Jack. Keep me posted.”
Damn it. Emelio hoped his partner had caught that flight from Baltimore. Cursing under his breath, he put the cell phone on the charger and dialed Alex’s number on the landline.
“Hey, partner. Are you back yet?”
“Almost. I’m just getting into a cab for home.” He heard the sound of a door slamming, then Alex’s voice giving directions to the driver. “Don’t tell Meghan, but I’m really looking forward to an uninterrupted night. Whoever coined the phrase ‘sleep like a baby’ never lived with a newborn.”
The quiet ache of jealousy surprised him. Alex had been lucky enough to find a terrific wife, and together they’d made an incredible little boy. While his best friend deserved every happiness, their friendship had naturally been altered and Emelio found himself longing for a family of his own.
He
“I’m sorry. That might be Alex.”
She suppressed a sigh and tried to ignore the damp heat between her thighs as she hopped off of his lap. It had better be Alex, and not one of those cariñas. Whoever it was, they had lousy timing.
“As soon as I’m done, we can go into the other room and watch a movie…or something.”
“I’ll take the ‘or something.’”
Emelio bent down to steal another quick kiss before retrieving his phone from the kitchen counter. “Sanchez.”
“Hey, buddy. It’s Jack Weston.”
The hearty voice booming through the receiver made him wince. Maybe if he cut to the chase, the Assistant State’s Attorney wouldn’t talk his ear off for a change. “Jack. How’s the Ramos trial going?”
No such luck. Weston began to relay the minute details of the court proceedings. The guy had goddamn lousy timing. Emelio stalked across the hallway to the office. He rocked back in his chair and stared out the window until he finally just interrupted.
“What can I do for you, Jack?”
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. We might have to recall you to the stand.”
Emelio set the front legs of the black-leather desk chair back on the floor. “What for? Alex and I already gave a week’s worth of testimony.”
Weston replied with a phony apologetic chuckle. “Hey, don’t blame me. I’m just warning you about the possibility of bringing you back as a rebuttal witness.”
Mierda. Emelio scrubbed one hand over his face. Since the judge hadn’t excused him, he was technically still under oath and therefore obligated to appear before the court. That would leave Stevie in the hands of one of the agency’s less experienced investigators if Alex was recalled as well.
Jack’s too friendly voice broke into his thoughts. “Look, it may not even happen, but I’ve got to prep just in case. Why don’t you swing by my office?”
“No can do. I’m out of town on an assignment.” The cell phone trilled, signaling that the battery was dying. Emelio reached over to plug the charger into the wall.
“Well then, the next day. You’ll be back from…?”
“I don’t know if I’ll be in Miami by then. This case could take a while.”
Weston sighed in exasperation. “Where the hell are you?”
Emelio started to lose patience. If he were recalled to the stand, he’d deal with it. But right now Stevie was across the hall waiting for “something.”
“Come on, Sanchez. Cut me some slack. We can’t wait until the last minute to go over the court transcripts.”
“I know, I know. But I can’t reassign this one. How soon will you know for sure if you need me?”
“Soon.” When he spoke, Weston’s tone was several degrees cooler. “Depending on where you are, you can be here in a matter of hours, right? I guess I can give you about a day’s notice.”
“Great, Jack. Keep me posted.”
Damn it. Emelio hoped his partner had caught that flight from Baltimore. Cursing under his breath, he put the cell phone on the charger and dialed Alex’s number on the landline.
“Hey, partner. Are you back yet?”
“Almost. I’m just getting into a cab for home.” He heard the sound of a door slamming, then Alex’s voice giving directions to the driver. “Don’t tell Meghan, but I’m really looking forward to an uninterrupted night. Whoever coined the phrase ‘sleep like a baby’ never lived with a newborn.”
The quiet ache of jealousy surprised him. Alex had been lucky enough to find a terrific wife, and together they’d made an incredible little boy. While his best friend deserved every happiness, their friendship had naturally been altered and Emelio found himself longing for a family of his own.
He
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