Page 16 of No Sweet Goodbyes

There’s no way in hell I’m going to survive being in that close of a proximity to him.

We’re either going to kill each other or my libido is going to detonate like a bomb.

“No chance in hell.” He takes the words straight out of my mouth.

But by the look on the chief’s face, I don’t think either of us has a choice in this.

6

DOM

“Don’t say a word.” I barely manage to get the words out when Emma climbs into the front seat of my cruiser, wearing the uniform I never imagined her putting on.

I also won’t be telling anyone that for the first time since I put on the uniform, I actually checked out another officer’s ass. And damn, Emma fills it out amazingly.

Fingers clenched around the steering wheel, I wait until she’s buckled in before I open the laptop that’s bolted into the vehicle where the center console sits.

“This is our CAD,” I explain like she’s just any other rookie.

She has to be.

I can’t think of her as anything else.

If I let her under my skin, I’m going to bend her over and fuck her in my cruiser and that will lead to both of us being fired, which won’t be a good thing. In fact, it will probably be the absolute worst thing that can happen. And I know without a shadow of a doubt that if I can’t get my mind out of the gutter, I’m going to fuck her. I’m going to claim her, because she’s fucking everywhere, and she shouldn’t be.

Why can’t she leave me in peace?

Two weeks.

I just need to survive this for two weeks, and then I’ll be gone for this mission.

The last fucking mission.

Then I can think of her as more than a rookie.

My fingers are unsteady as I enter in my username and password, unlocking my specific dashboard.

“When we get a call, dispatch will put all the information here, on the screen. Most of them will automatically run checks on all parties involved, but you need to be able to use and maneuver the computer just as well as they can or even better. Your life depends on the information on the screen.” On and on I drone, trying to forget the way she smelled in my arms. Blocking out the taste of her lips on mine as I danced with her.

Flashes of the imaginary scene I’d created in my mind while watching her with Bee does the job, and the raging hard-on I have for her evaporates into thin air.

A reminder that I can’t claim her.

Until her hand brushes mine as she pulls the laptop toward herself, the mechanical arm allowing her to make the transition without any effort.

“Amie let me see hers, but not with any information on it, of course.” Her hesitant admission sits between us, and I have two options. I can pretend that she doesn’t have a voice, that she doesn’t have any questions for the entire time we ride together, or I can do my job and keep my dick under control.

“She’s a great cop,” I say as I take the higher road. “You will learn a lot from her. I’m surprised Chief didn’t have you team up with her.”

“Amie explained that she’s going on vacation next week,” Emma explains happily, looking me directly in the eye as she speaks. “And since I need two weeks of training before I go to the academy, he wanted me to have someone there consistently for my training. Not starting with one person and then switching. It’ll be more efficient this way.”

I let her babble, because that’s what Emma always does, and I don’t mention the fact that I shouldn’t even be training her since I’m not in patrol anymore. But it isn’t my job to question the chief of police. At least not with anyone else there. After Emma is off duty and there aren’t any other officers around? Then I’ll ask him what the point is.

“Why aren’t you in uniform?” Emma’s question takes me by surprise. “You weren’t in uniform last night, either. I figured it was because you just got home, like Linc said. But you’re not in uniform now, either.”

With a sigh, I turn away from her and pull out of the parking lot, struggling against snapping a smart-ass retort. “I’m not a patrol officer. Although, I’d think that would have been clear when we got into an unmarked vehicle, rather than a patrol car.”

“I didn’t even notice,” Emma admits. “I was just trying not to fall on my face and give Linc something to record.” I glance over to see heat rising in her cheeks. “Linc was making funny faces at me from his cruiser, and I could see Daisy pooping in the back seat of Remy’s cruiser. I didn’t really think, just hopped in before he could ask me to clean it as some sort of rookie hazing.”

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