“Yes?” She hated how breathlessly it came out.
“Yes, I will help you with your security system and some self-defense moves. But right now, I am tired, so unless you want to carry on this conversation with yourself, I suggest we meet up later this afternoon after your shift.”
“Right,” Katie said, opting to try and act like his massive hard-on wasn’t smashed against her or the fact that she couldn’t stop her fingers from exploring. Her eyes went to his lips, and she accidentally licked hers.
“Katie,” this time his voice was a growl.
“Yes?” she blinked.
“Goodbye.”
In a move that belonged to James Bond, he opened the door, deposited her on the porch, and then shut it in her face.
20
“Katie? Did you hear what I said?”
Katie turned a guilty look over toward Knox, her boss, and the sheriff of the town.
“Something about parking on Main Street?” she offered hopefully.
Knox scowled at her, “No, I asked that you check into the vandalism at the senior center. It's most likely some punk teenagers, but I need to do that today.”
Katie nodded and picked up the keys to the police cruiser, “Right away, sir.”
Knox’s lips twitched, “It’s just Knox, Katie. Let me know what you find out.”
The door opened to the station, and Knox’s fiancé Candice walked in, “Who is finding out what?”
She lifted her face for the kiss that he promptly placed on her lips.
“None of your business,” Knox kissed her hard and then promptly turned back to Katie. “Let me know how it turns out. I’m taking the afternoon off for some wedding plans or something else.”
Candice sparkled, “We are checking out a few vineyards that aren’t too far away.”
Katie loved wedding talk, “Have you already picked out your cake?”
Candice shook her head, “Not yet. We are trying to decide if local is best or bringing something in from the city. My mother really wants to be involved as well, so things are kind of all over the place.”
They chatted for a few more minutes as Knox gathered his things, and then they went their separate ways.
Katie rolled the window down as she drove down Main Street toward the senior center. She was enjoying the fresh country air and singing along to the radio when she pulled up to see Alice and Reena scrubbing graffiti off the walls.
“Is that a dick?” Katie asked after getting out of her cruiser.
Alice tossed Katie a wet sponge. “Nice to see you recognize it. How are you, Katie-cakes?”
“I know what a dick looks like,” Katie winced.
Reena wiped the sweat from her brow. “The kids these days have the YouTube and the porn, Alice.”
Katie fought back the impulse of telling the elderly ladies that she wasn’t a kid anymore. But she knew they didn’t mean any harm, and they lived on the other side of Brian.
Brian.
Just the thought of him in those boxer briefs had Katie in a dither. His toned body was meant for touching, and she could hardly believe she’d had her hands on him earlier that morning. Granted, he threw her out moments later, but she would never forget the feel of those abs and that cock smushed up against her.
Katie sighed and turned to join the ladies scrubbing the cement.