Page 70 of Hot Cops

She’d avoided him since that kiss on April Fools. He hadn’t realized it until this minute, but when he considered the last two months, he saw the truth.

He’d let her get away with it because he had been fighting his feelings for her, trying to convince himself his memory of that kiss was too clouded by tequila to mean anything.

“I swear this is only going two ways, babe,” she insisted. “I can ride in the cruiser with you back to the pub. Or walk home on my shitty ankle. Either way, there is no way I’m going to the pre?—”

“Goddammit, Sunnie!” Landon cupped her cheeks, leaned forward and kissed her. Just to shut her up.

Sunnie jerked slightly, shocked by his impulsiveness. Then her lips softened against his, her head turning ever so slightly as she pressed closer. He opened his mouth and she opened hers, their tongues touching. Her hands rested against his chest, his bulletproof vest preventing him from feeling them there.

He wanted them against his bare chest, wanted her to feel how hard his heart was beating…for her.

Jesus.

For her.

Sunnie broke the union first. One look at her face proved she didn’t understand what had just happened any more than he did.

He was the thinker. She was the doer.

But tonight…he flipped the roles, acting on instinct.

“What the hell was that?”

“I was trying to shut you up,” he lied, struggling to pull himself together.

She laughed. “Well, I guess that’s one way to do it. You also could have told me to stop talking.”

He snorted. “Like that would work.”

The look she gave him proved she knew he was right and agreed.

Regret was setting in. Not over the kiss itself—that had done things to his libido he didn’t want to consider, just like it had at the party.

But once again, his timing sucked.

The first kiss happened when they were wasted. Now this one coming right on the heels of an attempted mugging.

He needed to figure out what the hell was going on with him in regards to Sunnie—and quick.

“I really am sorry,” she whispered.

It was a sincere apology, so he nodded and accepted it.

“Forget it. And the kiss.”

Unfortunately, that request reminded her of the first kiss. “Didn’t we already do that…a couple of months ago?”

He nodded. “Yeah. Maybe we can wash this one away with a few too many shots of tequila too. I could use a drink right about now.”

The April Fools party two months earlier was turning out to be one of those parties everyone would talk about for decades, remembering how, for just one evening, every single person in the room had been in the perfect mood to cut loose and go wild.

Finn was still having a great deal of fun at Landon’s expense, teasing him about how drunk he’d gotten. No doubt Finn had latched on to it because it was such a rarity. Nine times out of ten, Landon was the designated driver. That night, he’d just wanted to kick back and have fun.

The one thing Finn didn’t mention was the kiss.

When Yvonne mentioned it the next day, Sunnie had been shocked, thinking her cousin was joking. That was when Landon realized Sunnie didn’t remember kissing him, so he decided to make things a lot easier for both of them by pretending the same.

But thingshadchanged between him and Sunnie after that party.

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