Checkmate (Checkmate Series Book 8) by Emilia Finn

Author:Emilia Finn [Finn, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beelieve Publishing, Pty Ltd
Published: 2020-01-31T16:00:00+00:00

17

Theo

The Prodigal Son

Libby stalks my hotel room in a Griffin shirt and panties. Her legs look magnificent from this angle – “this angle” being me in bed, leaning against the headboard, with a cup of coffee in one hand, and both eyes trained on her ass while she nervously wrings my shirt and dials a number on her phone.

I should be nervous. I mean, inside, my heart is racing, and sick sludge coats my stomach, but on the outside, I focus on Libby’s perfect body. Her nerves are enough for both of us, and her face is so fucked up, I’m finding it hard to focus on my own problems when I have her right here in front of me.

“Dolly?” Lib stops in the middle of the floor and meets my gaze with dread in her eyes. “Uh, hey. Officer Tate here.”

“Mmm.” I grin and watch Lib’s face burn red. “Officer Tate. I never thought that would turn me on. But here we are, and I’d let you use your cuffs.”

Lib bats at me, despite the fifteen feet of space between us. “Yes, the chick cop. I was hoping Kane was in? I’d like to speak with him… A warrant?” Lib’s brows furrow. “No, I’m not questioning him… Dolly, do those boys make you ask for a warrant every time the police call?”

I chuckle and take a sip of my cooling coffee. I’d like to think that’s a sign of guilt and another strike in their column, but I have a general dislike for the boys in blue too, and I can’t say I’ve ever spoken to a single one without asking the same question.

Except Libby. She’s an exception to every rule.

“No, no one is in trouble, but I was hoping to have a meet with one or both Bishops. When?” Her eyes shoot to me. “Uh… as soon as they’re free.” She begins pacing again as Dolly the receptionist talks in circles. “Both of them are free at eleven?” She gulps. “Five-hundred-dollars-an-hour consultation fees? Woman! I will get a damn warrant and take them to the station.” She throws her hands up. “I don’t know! I’ll find a crime and prove it was them.”

My soft chuckles turn to a full laugh. They really don’t like the cops.

“Book me for eleven.” Her eyes come back to me again. “Yes, the women can be there. I don’t mind. I’m not bringing trouble. Boardroom at eleven. Alright. See you guys then.”

She hangs up and stops for a full minute. She stares into the space ahead of her, holds her breath and lets her chest shudder, then she lets it all out again and turns to me. “Fuck, Gunner.”

“It’s gonna be okay.” I climb off the bed to snag her hand, and pull her with me until I lay back and she straddles my thighs. I set my coffee cup aside and hold her down when anxiety pulses beneath her skin. “Why are you so nervous? This technically has nothing to do with you.

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