Mary Hughes - Biting Love 01 by Bite My Fire

Author:Bite My Fire [Fire, Bite My]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Fuck!” I stumbled off the bed. I was going to find my gun. Find my gun, find my phone, and shoot it.

I wasted ten seconds turning around in circles, trying to find my jeans.

“Here, Detective.” On his stomach, Bo leaned off the bed, plucked the phone from my pants and held it out to me. Amazing abs. As strong as they looked.

I snatched the phone, swearing some more. What was wrong with me that I couldn’t catch a break? Murphyous Interruptus stalked me even here. Then I saw the number and groaned. Dirkenous Interruptus.

But I was a responsible police officer. I followed all the rules. I flipped the phone open. “What?” Yeah, responsible officer, but damned frustrated responsible officer.

“Detective Ma’am? Is something wrong?”

Two seconds away from filling a five-year black hole… No, nothing wrong. “I’m fine, Ruffles. Why did you call? You find something?”

“Yes, ma’am. Or, no, ma’am. Or—”

“Just spit it out. Report.”

“There’s no blood, Detective Ma’am. I looked in a ten-minute circle, like you said, but nothing. Should I go farther away?”

About to say yes, my brain kicked in. “Schrimpf couldn’t have wandered far after Drusilla left him.” Not if he was as sated as I was after Bo…well. “A few blocks at most. Are you sure there was no blood?”

Although if there was blood, even Dirkenstein couldn’t have missed it. Nine pints was a lot. Two pints in a quart, four quarts in a gallon…picture a gallon of spilled red milk. Major gaggage.

“I didn’t see any, Detective Ma’am. Nobody else saw any, either. I went door-to-door.”

Which meant…well, what did it mean? Had someone siphoned off all the blood?

Or had someone sucked it out?

Someone…like Bo? I couldn’t see him being the type to chomp balls. Pussies, yes. I ran a finger over my labia, surreptitiously checking them. Wet, but not bloody. Was I imagining it?

I glanced at him. He lay on his back, hands folded behind his head. A small smile was on his face and a large one on his pecker. He didn’t look guilty. He looked smug. Or, considering my beyond-Asgard orgasm, maybe it was simple pride. Ooh, there was a theory that needed testing.

Smack me with a nightstick. I had a murder to solve. The murderer might even be Mr. Bitey here. Yet all I wanted to do was pound his gorgeous warrior body into the mattress.

I was so fucked.

“Detective Ma’am? Are you there?”

“Yes, Dirk.” I checked Bo’s bedside clock. Just before one a.m. “I need you to go back to the scene. Check inside all buildings and garages in the immediate vicinity.”

“Immediate vicinity, yes, ma’am.” A pause. “Um, that means within ten minutes of the bar, right? Is that walking or driving? With a speed limit of twenty-five m.p.h. that would be about four miles except there’d have to be time for parking and killing so maybe only a couple miles and—”

“Dirk! Focus.”

“Yes, ma’am. Ow!”

There was some muffled swearing. Ruffles must have saluted—and actually brained himself this time. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

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