Page 93 of Finding Our Reality

“In the truck when we were leaving the bar.”

She covers her face with her hands. “Holy shit. How mortifying.”

I tug at her hand, teasing her. “So, it’s not the right time to tell you that you threw up on me too?”

“What!”

“Down my shoulder.”

Squaring her shoulders, she lifts her pouty little chin in the air. “No, Ry, it’s not the right time to tell me that.”

I can’t help it. I burst out laughing.

She tries not to giggle. Really, she does. But she’s not successful. “Well, that solves the mystery about why my clothes were washed.”

I punch the button on the lobby elevator, straightening the badge and weapon on my belt.

Lulu tilts her head, studying me. “And what about the T-shirt? You saw me in my bra and panties?”

“I did. But don’t worry, I didn’t look.” I smirk. “Much.”

We step into the elevator, and at the last minute a pretty blonde woman races in. She’s putting her phone in her purse and nods at the keypad. “Ten, please.”

I press the buttons for the nineteenth floor and the tenth floor and take a step back. Finally getting her cell phone where she wants it, she sighs deeply and glances over at me and Lulu.

And comes back for a second glance at me.

And a third.

Well, this ought to be interesting.

She runs her manicured hand through her hair and smiles. “Thanks.”

I nod.

“I haven’t seen you in the building before, officer. Here for business or pleasure?”

It’s a thirty-story building filled with offices. What kind of pleasure would I find in that?

Lulu dramatically rolls her eyes. When she catches me watching her, she turns to the side, using her shoulder to block my view.

The lady takes a step in my direction, garnering my attention. Before Lulu came back into my life, I’d really consider finding a secluded corner restroom with this girl and banging out a quickie. That is, assuming one of us had a condom. And of course, I would be picturing Lulu in my mind the entire time.Every woman on the face of the planet pales in comparison to My Lulu.

“In town today for business.”

“Well, if you have any time for pleasure, I’m free for lunch.”

Holy crap. I have to say this woman has brass balls. It’s impressive. “Thanks for the offer, but my lunch plans have already been made.” I slide behind Lulu. Dipping my head, I brush her hair out of the way and kiss the scar on the back of her neck. Her body immediately relaxes into mine, and her ass grinds against my crotch. I don’t even think she realizes that she does it. Taking advantage of her lapse in composure, I wrap my hand around her waist, hugging her from behind.

The bell dings and the doors open to the tenth floor. The blonde tsks our public display of affection and races out of the elevator with her high heels clicking the whole way. Lulu giggles.

I whisper against her ear. “There. Wasn’t that more effective than just rolling your eyes.”

“I do not roll my eyes.”

“You most certainly do.”

Lulu pulls out of my grasp, and furrows her brow in playful irritation. “Well, stop looking so damn hot, and women wouldn’t hit on you left and right.”

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