Date with the Detective (Phoenix Police Book 3) by Brooks Liv

Author:Brooks, Liv [Brooks, Liv]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-11-29T16:00:00+00:00

Mason

I’m sitting on the couch when there’s a sharp knock on my door. Cautious as ever, I take my gun with me as I move silently. Then I look through the peephole, and I kind of wish it was a criminal coming to kill me.

Instead it’s Nicki, standing there with her arms crossed over her chest, not ready to take no for an answer. I recognize that expression. There’s not really any escaping her, either. She knows my car is there. She knows I’m home.

I have a feeling if I tried to ignore her, she’d just break in anyway.

I slowly turn the deadbolt and unlock the door before opening it a crack. “Yes?”

Nicki’s eyebrows are arched up to her hairline, and her face is entirely unimpressed. “We need to talk.”

“We can talk here.” Uneasiness rolls through my middle. How does she do this to me? I’m usually so confident, so forward. But she turns me into the awkward teenager I haven’t been in years.

“Mason.” Her eyes narrow. “Let me in.”

I’m going to hell. That’s all it is. With a sigh, I step back and open the door for her. She walks in, her gaze flickering from me to my surroundings. She’s been here before, but not often. When we meet up, it’s at Aaron’s house, not mine.

My gaze follows hers and I wonder what she thinks. It’s not the fanciest home, a one-story I’ve had for a long time. It’s not even really decorated, not with how much I work. My eyes keep straying back to Nicki, to the way her thick body looks even sexier in casual clothes. She must have changed into the dark blue jeans and the light blue blouse before she left the station. I want to strip her bare and taste her but I can’t.

Nicki clears her throat, and I realize she’s caught me staring at her. I jerk my head away, staring at the kitchen like it’s interesting. To give my hands something to do, I move around the small half-wall. “Do you want some water?” I ask.

“Sure.” Nicki moves forward until she can see me over the counter blocking the kitchen from the rest of the living room.

I open the fridge and pull out a pair of water bottles, handing one to her before retreating to the safety that the kitchen provides at the moment. There’s determination in her eyes and I know what she can do with it. This is just the first time it’s been turned in my direction.

“Why did you run away?”

I bite back the first and second answer that come to mind, since both involve me not being able to keep my hands off of her if I got close to her. There’s a reason I’m so far away. “I had to work.”

“You were in civilian clothes.” Nicki moves until she’s in the entrance to the kitchen, blocking the main escape route. I glance at the counter, wondering if I can jump it, before smacking myself mentally.

I’m a man and I need to fucking act like one.

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