Page 229 of Hot Cops

Evan watched the light go on.

“Shut the front door!” Macie exclaimed so loudly most of the patrons in the restaurant turned to look at her.

He and Annie had kept her pregnancy a secret until they’d seen a doctor and eight weeks had passed, and they were more confident everything was okay. They’d broken the news to their parents earlier in the week, but they’d asked them to keep it quiet for a little while. This morning he had asked Annie if he could tell Macie, since it was her good advice that had led to this moment.

What he’d failed to realize was that telling Macie in a public place was the equivalent of telling everyone. The woman had no poker face, her emotions—whether it be anger, sadness, or absolute joy—radiating from every part of her.

She jumped up and down several times before coming around the bar to tackle hug him. Luckily he’d seen her coming and had time to plant his feet. She leapt at Evan, hugging him tightly as she laughed and cried.

Macie’s crazy response drew a crowd, and soon Evan found himself embraced by three more cousins and two aunts who happened to be there. Then several men—friends and family—slapped him on the back, adding their congratulations.

“I see you told Macie.”

Evan turned to find Annie standing close. He gave her a sheepish grin. “I’d intended to telljusther.”

Annie laughed. “That’s why I stopped by. It occurred to me when I left work that breaking the news in Sparks Barbeque would pretty much open the floodgate.”

Macie offered Annie the same exuberant hug as Jeannette unpacked their take-home boxes, insisting they stick around to eat so everyone could celebrate.

He and Annie claimed two stools at the bar, enjoying the buzz as Macie proclaimed Annie was having a son and Jeannette and Sydney began making a list of baby names for them.

Soon, his family drifted away to wait on the other customers. Annie ignored his teasing when she ordered an extra helping of coleslaw for her barbeque, insisting it was fine since she was eating for two.

Evan watched her, soaking up her smiles and laughing at her exuberance as she ate. He’d counted at least three throaty “mmms,” two “oh my God, that’s good” moans, and a “wow” that was accompanied by a sexy lick of her fingers.

Evan shifted on the stool, trying to coax his ever-growing erection down. He was getting seriously turned on by his wife’s enjoyment of her dinner. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder after they finished the meal. “What do you say we head home, Ms. Iser? I have a hankering to hear you make all those delicious noises again. In bed.”

Annie was off the stool before he’d added the last bit. “You’ll have to catch me first, Lieutenant.”

And with that she jiggled her car keys with a giggle and left.

Evan threw some money on the counter to pay for their dinner then said good night to Macie. As he pulled his police car onto the road, he switched on the lights and siren with a grin.

Life was good.

It was very, very good.

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