Chapter 39

Lia was stirring a pot on the stove when she heard the sound of the garage door going up then the slam of Riley's car door and the opening and closing of the door into the garage.

"Lucy, I'm home." he called, in the age-old imitation of the familiar phrase from the Lucille Ball show.

"In the kitchen," she called back.

Her stomach jittered with nerves, and her hand on the mixing spoon was not quite steady. All day, she'd been going over this situation with Riley, trying to figure out what was going to happen next. And all day she'd avoided the answers, not sure she wanted to hear them. She was both anxious for him to come home and dreading it.

She knew he'd head for the bedroom where he'd lock up his gun and shield. Then she heard his footsteps in the kitchen.

"Something smells really good in here." He came up behind her, swept her hair to one side, and placed a string of soft kisses on her neck.

Lia shivered as delicious heat swept over her. Her nipples beaded, her pussy ached, a