Sergeant's Christmas Siege by Megan Crane

Author:Megan Crane
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2019-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

Templeton watched Kate’s reaction while he kept one eye on the cousin who stood in the doorway looking anything but welcoming, but she didn’t crack. She gave no indication that the guy staring down at them from the step above her was anything to her besides another person of interest in an old investigation.

What he couldn’t tell was whether Kate was simply showing her professionalism or if it was true.

And this was definitely not the optimal time for Templet­on to consider all the things he didn’t know about Kate Holiday. As opposed to obsessing over the things about her he did know. Like her sweet taste. Like those sounds she made, there in the back of her throat.

Once again, dumbass, he growled at himself. Try to focus. This is not the time.

He was still pissed at himself for losing his focus entirely when he’d gone to Kate’s cabin to tell her about the break-­in at her apartment and had lost himself in her tipsy come-­on instead. God, had he lost himself. But he’d vowed he wouldn’t let even Kate’s naked body distract him from work again, and he’d given himself one last chance.

He had no intention of blowing it now.

Templeton focused on the cousin. William Holiday did not strike him as any kind of significant threat. The overly large neck tattoo looked to Templeton like a small man’s attempt to look bigger than he was. And the guy’s general demeanor struck Templeton as sad-­sack territory. He would be very surprised if this guy was running around blowing things up or potentially killing transients to leave them lying around like bait.

People were always surprising, it was true. But Temple­ton rarely read them wrong to that degree.

“It’s great to see you, too, Will,” Kate was saying, in exactly the same tone her cousin had used when he’d called her Katie. And Templeton didn’t have to delve too much deeper into the mysteries of Trooper Kate Holiday to know that she really, really did not enjoy being called by a nickname. “I figure the last time has to be, what? Eleven years ago, at least.”

“You know how long ago it was.” Templeton wasn’t fond of the way the cousin glared at Kate like she was personally responsible for his bad decisions, including that neck tattoo. More interesting, he didn’t look at Temple­ton at all. The kind of man who was deep into firebombing and murder would likely pay some attention to a huge, clearly tactically proficient individual who was taller than eye level even though he was standing two steps down. “It was ten years ago at Mom’s appeal.”

“How is your mom?” Kate asked. She made a little show of including Templeton in the conversation with the way she inclined her head, but she didn’t actually shift her gaze from William. “I haven’t thought about Aunt Darlene in ages.”

“You know how my mother is.” William made a derisive sort of noise, like he was sucking on his teeth. “She’s an ex-­con. The minute she could leave the state, she did, and she’s never been back.

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