DANGEROUS LOVE
Van had no response to that whatsoever.
"Let's meet again," the man said cheerfully, dragging his prisoner toward the door.
"LET ME GO," the gunman shouted, struggling weakly against the cuffs.
"Shut up, you ugly old trash," the officer said without missing a beat, delivering a sharp smack to the back of the man's head before hauling him the rest of the way out of the café.
Van stood there long after the door swung shut behind them, one hand still pressed flat against the counter, trying to steady his racing pulse. It wasn't every day a robbery ended with the hero calling him *kitten* and joking about marriage.