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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
The second Matt was certain Maggie’s feet were firmly
planted on the ground he took hold of her shoulders and forced her
backwards until she was against the stone wall. He ignored her startled
gasp. He ignored the way her soft flesh felt beneath his hands,
and the teasing allure of her perfume. He ignored his body’s rapid
response to her closeness. He easily overpowered her initial struggles,
madder than a hornet that she’d tried to escape. The alley was
dark except for one dim light at the end, close to the street, yet he
was able to focus on a pair of frightened, glittering eyes.
“Oh! You scared me half to death!” she cried, her hand flying
up to cover her pounding heart.
Matt wished she hadn’t done that. The action drew his attention
to her creamy breasts, which were all but spilling out of her
top. “Give me one good reason I shouldn’t let Bob run you in,” he
growled in a furious undertone. He’d long ago learned how the
criminal mind worked. He was glad he decided to follow up on his
“I’m not a prostitute,” she said simply.
“I don’t believe you.” But he wanted to. Matt didn’t like
thinking he was attracted to a woman who made a living by selling
her body. Of course, the woman he’d wanted that morning didn’t
look anything like the little tramp in front of him now. The only
thing that hadn’t changed was her soft, full mouth and those unforgettable
eyes. If he wasn’t careful he could easily drown in those
beguiling green depths; cat eyes that mesmerized its prey before
pouncing in for the kill.
“But…I can explain everything.”
Her soft laugh steeled Matt’s heart and made up his mind for
him. He wasn’t in the mood to hear her lies, or put up with her
misplaced humor. “Save it. You’re going to jail, honey.” He took
her by the arm and began dragging her behind him. He should let
Bob handle it and still might. On his way out of the bar he’d told
his ex-partner to wait for him in the front.
“But I thought you weren’t a cop.”
“Not here.” In a few days he would be starting a new job back
home as the local small-town sheriff. He was looking forward to
the change to both his professional and personal life.
“Than you can’t arrest me,” she said in a satisfied tone. She
tried to pull away from him. “Maybe I’ll have you arrested for assault,
Matt didn’t bother to correct her assumption. Mainly because
it meant he could get rid of her sooner. And the itch in his loins
that had never really diminished since that morning. He tried like
hell not to remember how quick his body had reacted to her. “I’ll
turn you over to my ex-partner.” He continued pulling her easily
along, heading for the end of the alley that opened up onto the
“But I can explain the whole thing. It’s really kind of funny.
Matt swiveled on his feet in time to catch Maggie from falling
to the ground. He dragged her up against him. “Another trick,
sweetheart?” They were suddenly standing nose to nose.
“No, I swear! I stepped on something.” They were more than
nose-to-nose; they were also mouth-to-mouth.
Matt’s eyes glared into hers, every breath he sucked in filled
his lungs with her sweet fragrance. In spite of his instincts for self preservation
he continued to hold her against him. His hands were
wrapped around the fleshy part of her upper arms and his fingers
rested against the exposed sides of her warm, lush breasts. He
could feel them crushed against him, feel her nipples harden and
poke into him with every breath she took.
Damn! He felt his cock swelling.
This wasn’t good. Mistake number one was getting involved
with her at all. Mistake number two had been in touching her, for
any reason. It was ironic that he’d wanted her that morning but
couldn’t afford to get involved. Now for a price, he could get involved
for a couple of hours and not even look back. He couldn’t
accept the fact he wanted her no matter what she was. It had been a
damn long time since he’d felt any life below the belt, and now
twice in one day he’d had the urge to get laid.
They were too damn close and it was hot in the alley.
He was hot.