A Wicked Swingers Weekend Box Set: All Three Episodes! (First Time Bisexual Swinger Contemporary Romance ): All Three Episodes Value Priced by Mia Moore

Author:Mia Moore [Moore, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: First Time Lesbian Romance, First Time Bisexual Swinger Erotic Romance, Bisexual Menage Romance, Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance
ISBN: 9781927984574
Publisher: Mia Moore
Published: 2015-03-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11: Gus

I banged on the bathroom door where she was changing. “I’m coming with you. Consider it a ride along. Don’t leave without me if you get dressed first.”

“A what?” Her voice was slightly muffled by the wooden door.

“Never mind. Just wait for me.” I crossed to the guest room and stripped the damp shorts off, to join the Speedo on the floor. I grabbed a T shirt from my bag and once more donned the stained jeans. I dug to the bottom of my bag and grabbed my ID and gun out of the false bottom. I slipped the small Beretta onto my ankle and pulled my pants cuff over it. If we were going to do something even close to official, I wasn’t going out there naked. I tucked my ID holder in my back pocket by my wallet.

The door in the bathroom opened and I ran to catch up with her. Now that I’d met her, I wasn’t letting her slip through my fingers that easily. Besides, it’d be fun to see her in action.

She sprinted down the hallway in front of me.

“Wait up.” I just had time to scamper back into the bedroom and grab my sneakers before she answered.

“I don’t think that’s such a good—”

“Nonsense! I WANT to. I promise I won’t get in your way or anything.” I joined her at the door and put my arm over her shoulder, leaning in, close to her face. “What do I call you? Sergeant Sophie? Officer Sophie?”

She pulled a face and poked me in the ribs, letting out a snort, totally un-ladylike and totally cute. It was hard to resist the urge to kiss her cheek. Her arm pushed mine away and she darted ahead, all business now.

“Okay. But stay back. If this dog is rabid or anything I wouldn’t want you to get bit. It’s better to let a professional handle this.” She opened the door of her car, a sensible Subaru station wagon with the back end sealed off by wire mesh netting.

Oh my God. If she only knew. A German Sheppard was chump change to some of the thugs I’d come across. Sure they could give you a nasty bite but what was that to staring down the barrel of a gun? I got in the passenger seat and slammed the door shut.

At her quick look, the grimace on her face, I muttered an apology. “Sorry. Guess in the excitement, I got carried away. She smiled and gave her head a small shake before turning, arm on the back of my seat, watching as she backed the car out of the driveway.

I gazed at her profile, the upturned nose, high cheekbones and deep set eyes with the droopy eyelids. God, she was beautiful and she had no idea of that fact.

When we were on the main road, I asked her questions about her job. It was a subject she warmed up to, easily relating stories. I listened as we drove, enchanted by the throaty, huskiness of her voice.

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