Page 5 of Back the Blue

“Bullshit,” I snap again as I look at him.

“It’s not bullshit, ma’am,” he grins. “That’s all any of us call him.”

“Thank you, Agent Bant,” Pitbull nods.

Without another word, he walks out. And I look back at…Pitbull.

“Ok, so what’s your real name?” I ask him.

“What makes you think Pitbull isn’t my real name?” he chuckles.

“Because no mother is that cruel,” I scoff.

He smiles wide. Then he leans in close again and I’m stupid enough to let my eyes drop to his very kissable lips. Something that I’m certain he notices as his fingers flex on my cheek. When he responds, it’s the last thing I ever expected.

“I’ve never told a woman my real name before.”

“Why?”

“Because I‘ve never wanted a woman to know.”

My brow furrows. But he continues before I can question him again.

“But I think I want you to know.”

The tone of his voice betrays him. And it makes my entire body shiver with need.

“Why?” I breathe.

“Give me one night and I’ll tell you.”

“What?” I gasp.

“You heard me, Lorna,” he almost growls. “Give me one night.”

My breathing increases as he waits for an answer. And I give it on a breathless gasp.

“Okay.”

Four

Those two syllables make me smile so hard that my face hurts. And before I can think better of it, I close the distance between us and press my lips to hers. A soft moan leaves her and I almost part her lips with my tongue, but now is not the place for that. Instead, I pull back very slowly and watch with a great deal of delight as her eyes flutter open and lock with mine again.

“Damn you,” she breathes.

“What’s wrong?” I smirk.

“You know damn well what’s wrong,” she says as she lifts her chin. “You’re not playing fair.”

“I never agreed to.”

The sexual tension between us at this moment could be cut with a knife. Before I react again, her partner walks in.

“Lorna, you good?”

“Yeah,” she nods while she keeps looking at me. “I’m good.”

“Better than good if you ask me,” I whisper.

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