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I bit my lip. “I should stay here. I have things to do. Waylan will be home in a few hours…”

“Like I said, dummy.”

I stood up and sighed. “Fine. I’ll go see Woodrow at the station.”

“And don’t try to bathe Papa Jack again. He’s a cat, for fucks sake. They clean themselves.”

I was still grinning at hearing her swear when I finished cleaning up the mess I’d definitely left behind. I didn’t consider the drenching I’d received from Papa Jack to be a proper cleaning so I took a quick shower. I got dressed in a long-sleeved dress Virginia had found at a vintage thrift store. It hugged my curves but flared out at my thighs. The green color made my eyes pop and when I paired it with my knee-high boots, I felt like a vixen from the seventies.

I finished getting ready and met Ms. Vivian at the bottom of the stairs when she walked out with a bag of cookies in her hands. I felt self-conscious about how hard I’d tried to look good when she looked me over. “I just thought… This is an old… Dammit.”

She handed me the cookies and pinched my cheek. “You’re going to leave him drooling. Go on and get your man.”

“Not my man.”

“Don’t be a dummy, dummy.” Ms. Vivian winked at me and then left me standing there as she went back to the kitchen.

I sighed. I wasn’t a dummy. Woodrow wasn’t my man.

No matter what I secretly wanted.

CHAPTER 32

Nellie

The station was silent when I let myself in. I stood there, unsure of what to do or if I should leave the cookies and run. I felt like a fool for wearing a dress to visit Woodrow at the police station. They had me all out of sorts. I wasn’t acting like myself at all.

“You look like you might be here to confess to a horrible crime.” Woodrow stood in the doorway to the office, watching me. His eyes moved up and down my body and his gaze grew heated. He sank his teeth into his lip.

I thrust the cookies out at him and had to walk over to him when he didn’t budge to retrieve them. “No horrible crimes. Ms. Vivian wanted me to drop off cookies. That’s all.”

His mouth lifted at the corner. “That’s all?”

When I was an arm’s length away, he reached out and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me into his warm body. I grinned like an idiot up at him. “Maybe it wasn’t all. I haven’t seen much of you lately.”

“Missing me?” He dipped his head and dragged his nose up the side of my neck. “Couldn’t be that because I live right down the hall from you and if you missed me, you could come down and say hello at any time.”

I tipped my head back, exposing more of my neck to his exploring mouth. “At any time? Really? I wasn’t sure we knew each other well enough for that.”

He pulled back with a laugh. “Baby, the places I’ve been in your body? We know each other about as well as two people can know each other.”

I blushed. “So, you’re here all alone?”

“Not exactly.” His flirty attitude slid away as he looked towards the back of the station.

I glanced over and realized I could see Hammer standing at the metal bars separating him from the free world. His scowlwas fierce as he glared at us. I jerked my face back around to Woodrow and stepped out of his embrace. “What the hell? Why didn’t you say he could see me? I don’t even want him glancing at me, the creep. Why’s he still here?”

Woodrow pulled me back to his chest and slid his hands down to my ass. “Let him see what he can’t have. What you chose to give to me instead.”

The possessive glint in his eyes slid under my skin and warmed me from the inside out. I shouldn’t have liked it. I did, though. That didn’t mean I would admit it to anyone else. “Woodrow…”

His hands tightened on my ass. “That piece of shit tried to take what wasn’t his. And now I can’t get rid of him. He won’t give his name so the judge is holding him in contempt of court until he does. I’ve been spending lots of time with him. So maybe I’m feeling a little cruel. I want him to see what he’ll never fucking have. He’ll never touch you again.”

“No?” I didn’t know why I was poking the bear, but I couldn’t stop it. “What makes you so sure?”

Woodrow twisted us around so I was in his office and then he stomped over to the front door and locked it. He came back at me like a bull, big and angry. He slammed his office door shut and then picked me up on the way to the desk. He put me down on top of it and slid his hands up my dress. “Fuck, Nell. This dress… I want to stab his eyes out for seeing you in it.”

I gasped as he grabbed my panties and yanked them off. “Woodrow!”

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