Page 41 of Necessary Evil

“Sorry,” he said, but not as if he meant it.

Gathering up her belongings, Lucy wondered why Lenny hadn’t gotten Chloe bonded out. It was something she was planning on asking him.

She had almost forgotten about Evil by the time she walked into her office and found the SOBs lounging in the waiting room. Albert glared at her in the hallway and took her arm.

“Get those reprobates out of here. You can meet your clients one at a time, but having this gang in here makes for a dangerous workplace.”

Lucy peeked in. Sentinel had his hip hitched on Jenny’s desk and was flirting, if her paralegal’s flushed face was any indication. Warden was staring at his phone. Ryder was playing a handheld video game. And Evan was looking straight at her. To her eyes, the SOBs looked like they always did—leather and denim, motorcycle boots, and badass attitudes. But she could see how the chief public defender might see them as criminals, even though that was the furthest thing from the truth: an ex-cop, a war hero, a former corrections officer, and a former CIA agent. Albert really should not judge books by their covers. Then again, he was the one who liked the idea of her and Travis Munson from Internal Affairs hooking up.

“Sorry,” she said to her boss. “They’re helping on a case.”

Albert shook his head. “Be careful. Do you have pepper spray?”

Did he even recognize Evan? Sure, it’d been a few years since they’d met in a courtroom and Evan had grown a beard, but still…“I’ll be all right.”

Evan’s lips twitched and she knew he’d overheard. How embarrassing.

Albert harrumphed and walked down the hallway.

“Hi, guys,” Lucy said.

“We’ll be a moment,” Evan told the others as he followed her into her office and shut the door.

“I didn’t think dinner was going to be a group event.” Lucy tossed her briefcase on her chair.

“Is there a reason you didn’t tell your boss that we’re together?” Evan advanced on her.

“Are we together? I thought we were just friends with benefits,” she said, refusing to back down.

“Is that what you want, Counselor?”

Lucy gave a half shrug. It was getting hard to breathe. “Maybe,” she whispered. She didn’t sound too convinced, even to herself, but she still had some pride.

“Missed you this weekend,” he said, pulling her into his arms.

All he had to do was touch her and she became a wanton hussy. “Show me,” Lucy said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Evan bent her backward with the force of his kiss, and if there hadn’t been a stack of legal files on her desk, she probably would have let him lay her down on it and have his way with her. The demands of his mouth and tongue lit the embers of desire inside her, but she was still very conscious of the audience they had outside their door. In her fantasy, it had been just the two of them. Having the whole gang outside made her a little self-conscious.

She struggled a bit and he let her go. “We’re not doing this now.” Lucy pointed at the door.

“I think I can convince you otherwise.” Evan pushed his hand up her skirt, cupping her ass and bringing her back against his hard body.

He probably could too. She couldn’t resist giving him another kiss, this time one full of promise and surrender.

“Not helping your cause.” He nipped her lower lip in a playful tug. Unzipping the back of her skirt gave him enough access to slide his hand under her pantyhose.

“Evan,” she whispered, “my boss could come back at any moment.” But she didn’t stop him. She even opened her legs wider to help him.

Evan rested his hand on her lower abdomen. “Then he’ll know whose woman you are, won’t he?” He held her possessively, and when his fingers found her wet and hot, Evan murmured a growl of approval.

“Am I your woman?”

“Fuck this FWB nonsense. Get it the fuck out of your mind.”

Lucy dug her fingers into his shoulders as he stroked her fast. “Evan, I can’t. Not here.” But it was a token protest. Already she was leaning into him and dropping kisses along his jaw. It was like the two years of pent-up lust were taking over with a vengeance.

“You’re going to come,” he told her. “I can do it like this.” He rubbed her so fast she lost her balance and sagged against him. “Or I fuck you against the wall over there. I’d prefer to save that for later when we can take our time. But it’s up to you.” He brushed his mouth over hers as his finger danced inside of her. “What’s it going to be?”

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