تسجيل الدخول“I knew it.” I grin at the officer and give him a pat on the back.He nods, salutes me and leaves. I go back immediately to the interrogation room even though my shift is over and I should be heading home.There is something about Tina that makes me want to get to the root of the case. I ignore my subconscious which mocks me that I'm attracted to the woman. I also ignore the nagging voice repeating that I'm stupid for having the hots for a suspect.She is innocent. I say to myself.I always knew it and now I have proof.“Back so soon?” She arches her eyebrow at me as I step in. “I thought someone else was coming in to take me for a nap.”“There is no nap for you, pretty.” I say, shocking myself with the slip.In all my years of experience, that has never happened. I hope my colleagues watching behind the glass don't think much of it.Tina doesn't react to the word of endearment and I clear my throat, fully intending to regain composure.She yawns. “I guess I will sleep here then. It's
The first thing I notice is the look in her eyes. She doesn't belong here. That much is obvious but investigation still has to be done.I've dealt with people like her before. They act like prisons are built for vacations and the cuffs on their hands don't bother them. They try to be bold but I see through them. I always do. I trust my guts as much as I trust the training I got at the academy.And at the moment, they are both telling me this suspect isn't a murderer. However, that doesn't mean she is innocent. She is not the criminal and to prove it is exactly what my job here is.“Detective Damon.” An officer calls out. I turn to him. “Yes.”“Aren't you going in?” He waves at the woman cuffed in the interrogation room, boredom etched deep on her face.I continue to stare at her through the glass. She isn't ready for me yet. The boredom on her face needs to become exasperation, anger and then resignation. That is when I will go in.“Let her stay there for three more hours.”“Three?”
“You make me wet.” I say.He groans and shakes his head. “I protect you. That is the other thing I do asides suck the fun out of your life.”I blush, feeling stupid.“It's good you agree you suck the fun out of my life.” I say, attempting to get back some control after the nonsense I spat out earlier.He suddenly stiffens and the mood shifts. His paranoia gets to me and I find myself looking around as he does, though I admit I suck at the job than he does.He makes the job easier. He looks calm and if I wasn't used to him, I won't know that he is assessing where we are.I look the opposite. My heart is racing and my eyes dart around. “Let's go.” He pulls my hand and starts walking, marching out of the club.“Where are we going?” I squeak.He glances at me. “Shut up for once and follow me without arguing, Gabrielle.”“Shut me up.” The words slide out before I can catch myself.He gives me a narrowed gaze and then shakes his head. “I can't believe that you still dare to flirt with me i
I hope he isn't a virgin.If he is, I hope he doesn't have a vow to abstain.If he does, then he is in trouble. I'm the Jezebel destined to steal his virtues, and that I will definitely do because I can't help myself.Who the hell employs a bodyguard as hot as hell?No one but my dad.“You have to wear this under your dress.” He says, handing me a bulletproof jacket.I arch my eyebrow at him. “This can't fit under my dress.” I say, running my hand along my body to show the tight dress but more importantly, my sexy curves.The sexy curves no one I want but this exasperating man has ever resisted.“I believe you should change the dress.” He says in a commanding tone that gets me both annoyed and wet.“I'm the boss. You don't command me, Travis.”It's tragic he doesn't like me despite everything I do.He doesn't bat an eyelash and keeps staring at me. I blush, feeling thoroughly scolded like a school girl.“I can't wear something other than this to a party.”“I'm being paid to keep you a
Skye stares at him without a word for moments. If she is gathering her thoughts or melting at the sight of him, I have no idea. For both our sakes, I hope it's not the latter.The cheat shifts on his face and his discomfort delights me more than the credit alert that makes my phone ping at that moment.“It’s a pleasure to see you. You didn't tell me you were coming though.”Mistake number one. Typical of a cheat.I have a vantage position where I'm parked, and can see and hear everything. Skye’s eyes darken. “Do I need permission to visit my boyfriend?” She says, her voice intentionally slightly raised beyond what is normal for a conversation between two people.Jacob's eyes unconsciously dart to the apartment, panic shining bright in his eyes. I catch the act and so does Skye. She glances at the house, her lips flattened into a line.“Are you on your way out?”He sees the words as a lifeline instead of a trap and clutches desperately at it. “Yes.” He nods. “Should we go together?”S
“You look good.” Skye says as I walk into the shoot venue.I smile, hoping I'm not as red as I think I am. Scrubbing myself clean and deciding on an outfit for hours didn't go in vain.She chuckles. “Oh! You are blushing.” Damm it, I shouldn't be.“Let's get started.” Fred claps as he joins us, ruining the party.I spend one hour having fun taking pictures of Skye. Too soon, Fred ends the party, claiming that he has another engagement and Skye has somewhere to get to as well.Too bad. Fred moves closer to Skye. I can't hear what they say but I keep a close watch on Skye. Her face falls and I'm an inch closer to punching Fred in the face for making her sad when they start moving toward me. My payment be damnedFred sighs as he stares into my eyes, making me anxious as I wonder what it is that he wants to say.“Do you mind dropping Skye on the way home?” He asks.Do I mind?Is he kidding?I will gladly drive her around the world without batting an eyelash.Fred continues without waiti
"Extend my regards to your boyfriend." Sally, my roommate says as I pack my bag for the holiday. I roll my eyes, hating hearing the same tease for years and giving the same response. "Logan isn't my boyfriend." I respond with a sigh, reminding her just as I have always been reminding everyone e
A slow satisfied grin jumps on my lips as he pushes me against the door the moment we walk into the hotel, tugging impatiently at my clothes. I am impatient as well to get rid of the hindrance and help in dealing with the mess. I am desperate to feel his skin on me and in me. Within seconds, I am
"You have just three months left to live." I stare at the doctor, wishing that I am deaf and he hasn't just proclaimed a death sentence on me. I fight back the tears threatening to spill out of my eyes, hating how pathetic my life is. I am just twenty-two, freshly out of college and have a ton of
I stand up, pull up my already short skirt and head to his office. I smile as the door opens, telling myself that he wants me as much as I want him. He would have locked the door if he didn't. I stare in surprise at the sight before me. Aiden has his tie off his neck and his hair ruffled, giving







