On Her Six by Christina Elle

Author:Christina Elle
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Entangled: Select Suspense
Published: 2016-05-22T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

What was that? Sam ambled down Ash’s front steps, her tennis shoes smacking the cement with each step.

Everything had been going great. They laughed and joked, and then all of a sudden it was as if someone pulled him from a dream and reminded him where he was. Oh no, that’s Samantha Harper. Steer clear of her.

Sickness filled her stomach, and her heart wanted to rip open. What had she done to turn him away? Had he not felt the pull? That insane attraction? She didn’t have much experience with guys, but she’d never experienced something so off-putting. How could she not take it personally? All she’d done was sit there and wait for him to kiss her.

She’d heard around the station that some of those macho-men types liked strong, gutsy women in the bedroom. Ones who gave as much as they got. Was that what Ash wanted? Her to take control? Make the first move as she’d done at Club Hell? He sure as hell reciprocated then.

But wait, had she really done something wrong? He’s the one who acted like everything was great and then flipped on her like a switch. He’s the one with the problem. Maybe he was one of those guys with a relationship phobia.

Ugh, men were so confusing.

One would think working in a male-dominated profession she’d have it figured out.

Grandma Rose opened the front door for Sam. Ash’s tires screamed behind her, but she didn’t turn to watch him drive away.

“He’s not who we think he is,” Sam said. “He’s DEA and after Viktor Heinrich, too.”

She stopped short when she caught the other members of the 19th Street Patrol sitting in the living room, sipping lemonade. They sat next to each other hip-to-hip on the dated velour couch.

“We know,” Maybel spoke. “His name is Ashland Cooper. He’s deep undercover. We’re lucky we got that much.”

“But…when…?”

Rose patted Sam’s shoulder. “This morning, sweets.”

“It’s a big relief if you ask me.” Maybel lifted the glass to her mouth.

“I told you so,” Celia added.

“I knew a man that fine couldn’t be bad,” Estelle said, fluffing her hair.

“Sam, are you expecting anyone today?” Celia asked, gazing out the front window.

“I don’t think so. Why?”

“There’s a man walking in your front yard.”

The ladies craned their necks to peer out.

A short man in his late thirties with dark features, wearing a bland tan uniform paced in front of Sam’s house.

Must be someone from the HVAC company to fix her main air conditioning unit.

“Finally,” she breathed. “Took ’em long enough. I can’t put up with another night of soaked sheets.” She started for the door. “Be right back.”

She hopped down her grandmother’s cement steps, crossed the street, ready to hug and kiss the wonderful man. Air conditioning! She couldn’t believe it. She was going to have working AC. And not a crappy little window unit. A full-fledged full-house unit. Finally.

“Hey there!” She’d be turning the system down to thirty degrees and smiling as frost gathered on her windows tonight.

When she reached the sidewalk on the other side of the street, the man looked up and his eyes widened.

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