Line of Duty by V.K. Powell

Author:V.K. Powell [Powell, V.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635554878
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2019-10-24T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Finley placed her hand in the small of Dylan’s back and guided her gently toward the entrance to the Durham Performing Arts Center, surprised when Dylan leaned into her touch. Unless her imagination was playing tricks, something had shifted between them on the drive. Maybe talking about her family had turned the tide. She sensed an opening, a possibility that hadn’t existed before, but Dylan was no ordinary woman, so Finley’s usual game wasn’t likely to work. Was she even playing the game anymore, or was she being played?

She ushered Dylan through the front door enjoying the view as she entered. Her little black dress showed off curves Finley had only imagined beneath her scrubs. It was short but not slutty short, a tasteful get-a-glimpse-of-quad length, and Finley couldn’t stop looking at her. A red jacket and matching calf-length boots added the right amount of spark. Dylan’s brunette hair fell loosely around her shoulders and stopped at the scooped neckline of her dress that revealed a hint of her full breasts. Everything about Dylan Carlyle turned Finley on and scared her more than a little.

“Want a drink?” Finley asked.

“Lead the way. I’m in your hands,” Dylan said, following her toward the lounge.

If only. But if Dylan truly placed herself in Finley’s hands, she had a feeling she’d be more cautious and protective, possibly even gentler than she normally was with women. Nah, who was she kidding. She’d ravish the hell out of her until she couldn’t walk. At least that’s what her body wanted right now. “What would you like?” Finley asked.

“Chardonnay.”

Finley ordered the wine, a beer for herself, and handed the glass to Dylan. “Every man in the room is looking at you…and envying me.”

Dylan grinned. “But I’m the lucky one. Every woman’s eyes are on you.”

Finley raised her glass to hide her embarrassment. “Here’s to an exciting evening.”

Dylan quirked a brow and responded. “Yes, to excitement.”

Finley’s sip of beer warmed in her mouth as she swallowed. Was Dylan flirting or was it just wishful thinking on Finley’s part? The twinkle in Dylan’s brown eyes said the former, and Finley couldn’t resist testing her theory. “Are you flirting with me, Doctor?”

Without a flicker of indecisiveness, Dylan said, “Definitely. Does that freak you out?”

“Considering our short but rocky past, just a little, but I’m recovering.” She was way beyond recovered. Her mind flashed images of peeling Dylan out of that dress, and her body responded with heat and a hungry ache.

“Good.” Dylan toasted her glass to Finley’s again and stepped so close that Finley felt the warmth of her body against her chest. “Then here’s to flirting…with possibilities.” She took another sip. “This is good wine, but another glass could put me in the danger zone.”

Finley placed her finger under the foot of Dylan’s wine glass and playfully tipped it forward. “Bottom’s up. I’m a danger junkie.”

“I’ve heard that about you.” Dylan slid a finger between the buttons of Finley’s shirt and dragged her fingernail across her abs. “You’re tight.

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